The business of dying in Belfast was often an unexpected thing.It didn't come just in bed after a long life of struggle to make ends meet.It didn't co...me only in an accident in the middle of the street when a careless pedestrian stepped off of a sidewalk.It didn't come solely in a hospital bed surrounded by family and friends waiting for the final moment to arrive.Lots of times it was in a dirty alleyway down in the garbage and the trash. It came from the smashing of a single bullet in the back. She came over to him and held him. It was soft and sweet, friendly and caring. She didn’t want him to think that it was all about sex for her, either. She wanted so much more than that from him. She didn’t want to have sex so much as make love, over and over, for hours at a time. For her, what had happened, it had diminished the meaning of sex substantially. It had totally cheapened it. It had to be more than that to be meaningful and important.She wanted to be in bed with him- a much bigger. "Wives with strong Talents and any who are Mages also. The Mac Sweeney Sisters have very strong Talents, but they aren't Mages. Mages are rare even in the more agricultural times here," I told her."Why would you seek them if they are so rare?" she asked next."Because I am even rarer. I have the Talents of both a Wizard and that of a Mage. My Mothers shared a mental link, and that is how I believe that I was able to communicate with the Mac Sweeney Sisters before I cured their deafness and. Rick let go of my hair but then Frank put his hand around my throat, squeezing just a little bit to let me know that I was in their total control. I came again and again, loving that I had two big, hard cocks in me, using me, wanting me. Rick slipped his cock out of my ass then pushed me down hard on top of Frank and I could feel his cock beginning to probe my pussy and squeeze his cock in while Frank was inside me as well.“AAAHHHHH!!!!!!!” I cried out as both of their cocks were stretching.