A blood-red scar runs over the milky-white skin of his left cheek and his thin mean lips could have been cut with a razor blade. His wild and wiry koh...l-black mane seems as untamable as his uncompromising character and his thin long moustache vibrates nervously. Even his dangerously curved broad sword gleams in the golden sunlight with such determination as it wouldn't accept any contradiction at all! »Why did you have to do that, you savage brute!«, I yell at him furious in anger and out of the. We sat there, one each side of her bed. It's hard to say goodbye to one you love. Perhaps that's why she left when we weren't there; the body in the bed wasn't Lissa, it was merely an empty shell, bereft of the beauty and life I'd seen in her, that I treasured so. We didn't stay long and left, hand in hand, pausing only to thank the staff who had looked after her.Harry conducted the funeral, but it was Rosie Wilson who spoke..." ... some who knew Felicity's past, but didn't know her, might. May see what else Mistress Bee has in store for her bitch’s mouth.THE FAMILY DINNER CHAPTER 02.OPEN ALL HOURS, ONE MOUTH , ALL PLEASUREMistress Bee was not just content to have me lick the toy,She wanted to see how edger I was to suck it deep into my mouth, her verbal taunts only made me more aware of her control over me, and how deep my desire was to please her.The butt plug stretches my mouth to its maximum, and I could feel its girth scrapping along my teeth. Once I had taken the widest part. He closed his eyes mostly, playfully pretending to peek at my body. His grin was a dead giveaway. He moved his arms down to help with his pants. I got off of him and let him get up off the bed to finish what I had started. When I was sure he was up and looking at me, I crawled over to the middle of the bed and lifted the covers. I slid under and covered myself up to my eyes. Eric crawled under, in only his underwear. He scooted over to me and put his hand on my stomach. He held himself up with.