It is very difficult to identify a whisper. I thought and hoped I knew who it was. Whoever it was, she had trapped me. With bound hands and blindfolde... I could only comply as she pulled me out of the kitchen and to the stairs. She guided me up the stairs carefully. A door opened. She pushed me into the room. My knees met the bed. She pushed me over so that I fell to the mattress. She joined me on the bed, pulling and pushing me to its centre. Her body slammed against me. Her backside was across. “I’m telling you how much I want you in my life, “ you say, “and of the joy your love brings to me.” I struggle to read the words but can’t really tell where one word ends and the next begins and so I simply enjoy the goose bumps on your skin in the places where it shows and your nipples grown taut against the sheer whisper of your nightie. “You’re making me hot,” I say softly. “You always do.” Your smile lights up the room and your deft fingers trace along your neck and then fall to your. Like, donkey cock big. He pulled away, probably because he thought I got frightened but as he pulled away I whipped around and got down to my knees, automatically putting my hands in the waistband of his shorts and pulling them down his thighs, to his knees. His cock bounced out of his shorts and although he was definitely very hard, it was so fat and big, it couldn’t fully stand erect, the veins were popping out and it looked like it was fit to burst. He had a very thick, red mushroom head. However, just before anyone can breathe in relief...A new flame bursts from the pit! With a blinding green hue, it snakes to the ceiling with a crackling roar! In response, the robed members scream and shield themselves from the fierce flames that expand outward.Only the leader, coming down from the cusp of doubt, looks on in awe. Her hood slides down from the burst of wind that carries the flame upward, revealing her short dark-brown hair with some natural grey, tan complexion, and olive eyes.