"Not afterhow I reacted when the vicar came."The sound of a vehicle pulling up made Simon jump up and look out of thewindows. There were three cars wa...iting outside, two hearses and a blacklimousine."Why is there a third car?" Simon asked Kelly."You don't ride in the hearse," Kelly replied trying not to smile onthis solemn day.The doorbell rang and Simon ushered in the head undertaker. He spent afew minutes updating them on what would happen. Simon opened the frontdoor and after putting on his. Even the slave woman seemed scared as she moved closer. Margaret’s hands had been tied up but she managed to undo the best knots and pretended her hands were still bound as the woman approached. The slave spoke softly and pleaded, ‘Please do not give them reason to hurt me.’ Margaret stood still as the woman tended to her wounds and then to her hair. Eventually her dark brown locks were confined in a series of fine braids, she rather liked it as when she shook her head the braids lashed out. As she lie there, she let her body go limp, Nymphera placing soft, gentle kisses down the length of her stomach. When she felt her jeans begin to loosen from being undone, she lifted her hips in response, allowing Nymphera to pull them down--along with her cotton panties. She pulled them completely away, leaving Cora entirely naked. The fairy kissed her way back up Cora's slowly opening legs. Finally, her tongue found Cora's wetness between her legs, and began licking gently. She licked it just. She didn’t object when she felt his hand slid to her breast and squeeze gently and then a little more roughly. His hand moved under her shirt until he was touching her bare skin. His fingers pinched at her nipples, gently at first and then he increased the pressure, making her gasp. She pushed him away, and looked away. She was red all over her body with embarrassment. ‘Don’t ashamed of what you feel. I feel it too. There has been this chemistry between us since we first met, and I may not be.