It was now the weekend and I was halfway through my two week vacation from work, and what a vacation it's been. I haven't heard from Mark since the ni...ght he fucked my ass raw, and yes, I'm still feeling sore from that, but my god I want more of it. I spent the last few days searching the internet for clues about these panties, which I'm almost positive are the source of my new found obsessions and desires, and I've been buying new clothes and toys to suit my new loves.I pulled myself out of bed. At least the religious righteousness that had swept over the region had died down in the last two years, but they were still on their guard because rumors of a male and a female witch hunting team abounded wherever citizens congregated. The witch hunting assassins were fraternal twins imbued with a finely tuned dedication to a closely personal appreciation for their obsession with the power of incest.They had started their shameful game of lust at an early age.In fact, it was quite by accident. Following the large man out the main casino floor, up the sweeping staircase and to a door on the right he stepped through to meet up with the other four men in the room to play in the high stakes poker game. ‘Good evening Gentlemen let the night begin.’ * Rachel’s friend Sarah put the phone handset down, a feeling of panic starting to take hold. She had spent the evening phoning around all the people she could think of asking if anyone had seen Rachel since yesterday. No one had and the last. Leaning forward, she let it slip slowly from her body, exposing those beautiful globes of flesh to my eyes. Her hands slid up under them, her fingertips moving to the long hard tips, rolling them as she asked, “You like, Eddie?”“Oh god, yes,” I exclaimed, my eyes fixed on her, as she played with her nipples.“They like to be kissed and sucked, Eddie,” she said playfully as she leaned forward, those magnificent tits swaying close to my face.I reached out tentatively, cupping my hands under her.