There were two empty window frames on each side of the empty doorway. When you walked into the main room there were window frames on each side of the ...room and the table sat in the middle. Behind the table at the back of the room were two doorways. One led into a dark storage area and the other led to a smaller room, mostly likely it had been a bedroom. Kyle dropped his backpack on the table and opened it up. He took out a couple liter bottles of water, a small battery powered lantern, a. “Then Sherlock got out his todger--he was bigger and thicker, but I gave him a good wank, and started sucking his cock too. He lasted a bit longer, but he came as soon as my finger brushed against his arsehole. But here’s the thing. Watson recovered in no time. He slipped his cock into me from behind while I was still wiping Sherlock’s cum off my chin. Cheeky fucker. But by that time I was starting to enjoy myself.” “I bet you were,” I put in. “Slapper.” “So Watson’s giving me what for from. She likes me this way.She straddles me and I’m in heaven. I feel her crotch pressing into my skin. I feel the cold touch of her rubber clad body pressing down on mine.She asks me if I want to be with her forever.I will. I do. I have always wanted this.She asks me if I’ll die for her.I will. Her breath is hot on my neck. Her lips, those lips I worship, hover over my external jugular. She holds her mouth there for a precious second.That second takes forever.Vena Cava, my heart pumps.In that. Lizzie crossed to the fireplace, selecting two iron roasting sticks from the stand holding a poker and shovel. Red came to sit beside her on the floor, tossing down throw pillows in front of the fire. She expertly speared two marshmallows and handed one stick to him. The smiled at one another, feeding the marshmallows into the flames, turning them until they became a gentle golden brown. Red took both sticks, holding them while Lizzie smooshed each marshmallow between a set of graham.