The younger one was called Clementine and the older one was called Hilda.I liked Hilda the better of the two women because she was the one who tended ...to me and brought me back to health in a short two month’s time.Of course, the young one called Clementine was the romantic one and she was always coming over to my bed hoping I would feel well enough to give her a poke. She was so desperate for loving that she didn’t even care where I poked her, her pussy, her ass or even in her willing mouth. Beneath the dried gore, his face was deathly white while his eyes were horribly bloodshot. He looked back down at the sink and found himself staring at the nail standing straight up on its flat head on the counter, still wet with his blood.No, that was impossible! He knew he had left it in the bedroom!Jason staggered back in fear, realizing the truth now. These nightmares, these hallucinations… they were all brought on by the nail. That… thing, whatever it was, had to be cursed or something!. Then i pulled down her pants, and left her panties on, so i could she her wetness. I took the tape off, and tied a ball gag to her mouth."You and me are going to have a great time together." i said, and started to rub her breasts slowly."Do you like it?"She nodded her head."Good." I started to suck on her nipples, as i rubbed her pussy slowly, feeling her drip through her panties. I picked up the dildo, and showed it to her. Then i removed her panties"Do you want me to use this?"She shook her. He was beaming as he watched me still writhing and gasping even though he had left me and even while I was still shuddering with the after effects he put two fingers into me wriggling them and working my inner flesh so that I was soon panting again and thought my clitoris would burst it was so swollen but once more he gave me respite.We sat and relaxed and I calmed down, wondering what he had in store for me next, secretly hoping his cock was to make an appearance but instead he pushed two.