He probed his finger deeper into my ass until his thumb met my pussy. He quickly allowed his thumb to enter my pussy to be greeted by the warm, sweet ...nectar that dwelled inside. He worked both his finger and thumb in and out of my holes whilst he licked my clit. I took deep breaths and let out quiet moans of ecstasy whilst my entire body tingled. The aroma from my pussy started to fill the air like a mating call. My stepfather removed his thumb and started to lick my hole, tasting the heavenly. Her dark fingers kneaded my milk-pale tits. “Enjoy it, you Swedish slut. You love it. All those eyes staring at you. Lusting for you.”I whimpered, my orgasm swelling faster. I glanced at them, masturbating, staring at me. Annalee had three fingers reaming her cunt. Alanna Glass whimpered as she thrust her thumb into her asshole and two digits into her twat at the same time. Liese shuddered, her tits jiggling in her blouse as she stared at me with hunger.“Damn, you’re just so sexy,” Liese. “Who is WE?”“Come out, girls ... they’re dead.”Assorted iterations of Are you sure?, came from where ever and every window, closet and doorway in the house. Some of the voices were farther away and some were close by. But they all were seeking assurances.The cook said, “I’m sure. She’s here and they’re not.”“Are they really dead?” and that was spoken by the multitude.I spoke up, “They’re all dead ... even the banker. This is MY house now.”They trickled in ... most of them used to be pretty for. She walked over to one of the vertical columns that was behind and to his right, then made a pose with her hands behind her head, forcing her chest out to its fullest, and raised her left leg up to put the foot on the column. Then, in a voice she normally used to drive her lover Scott, also known as Cyclops, into a frenzy, Jean said, "Well, Banshee, what do you think?" Putting down his beer, Banshee turned and froze. His eyes went wide, his mouth hung open in a stunned gape. He finally got.