"What exactly is going on here?" he asked. Adam's four tormentors saidnothing. For Adam it was as if a charm that had been holding him had beenbroken...."I can explain, if you get me out of here," Adam answered. James nodded.He moved towards Adam. The four girls eyed him suspiciously but made nomove to stop him. James grabbed Adam's elbow and escorted him firmly outof the house and into his car. It was only a short drive to James' houseand neither of them said anything during the journey. Once. Wishing he was there to satisfy her hunger. She leaned back and ran her finger down her T-shirt. She pulled and squeezed each nipple and rolled them moaning in delight, feeling them harden in her fingers. Then she lay back on the bed and slid her other hand under the waistband of her shorts, into her soaked panties. She quivered when she ran her fingers the length of her slit. Then glided them inside her vaginal orifice, "Oh Douglas, I wish these were your fingers touching me!” Sliding the rest. Her hand reached for my cock and started stroking it hard and fast. Her other hand was massaging my balls and making them get harder too. She was really stroking me hard and fast. This went on for five minutes. When she stopped, she looked at me and swung her leg over my body. She was now sitting on my stomach, looking at me. I reached up, and grabbed her tits, and started squeezing and pulling them. Her nipples got bigger and I pulled on them. There was fiery lust in her eyes. Her breathing. “Who are you?”“You may call me Sebastian. I am the caretaker of the vault.”“Caretaker? Are you a Magical Construct too?”“Good Heavens, no,” said the voice from behind me rather than sounding like it was coming from everywhere. The tone also suggested I had said something bad or insulting.I turned to meet the man and found that the statue was not where it had been. I felt like I was in a horror movie and something was playing a game with me. I shifted my tone, trying to sound more confident than.