Ho hum... , he pulled his thoughts back to the present.It had taken some time to identify the cause of the problems, and the Duke had not yet found a ...solution, which was what was presently occupying his mind. The first, and most immediate problem, was what to do with all the statues. He hadn’t realised what a randy lot the inhabitants of the hall and the nearby village were, the number of statues was simply amazing, and replacing the staff, the butler had been particularly difficult, and the. Its voice rumbled through him."Not Winter ... blood weak..."And yet it seemed ... nervous.Alex raised the machete, and noticed the beast's eyes followed it. He looked at the blade; it was coated with sand-thickened blood. Maybe Alex wasn't a Winter, but ... this was a Winter's blade, brought by a Winter's hand, and ... something about blood...He was going to die anyway. Maybe he could buy Emmeline enough time to get away.... Bishop was a hero, wasn't he?Alex's face hardened. Maybe if he had to. ***** Shalom, you perverts! I know why you are here, you’re here because you want to know what goes on in my dirty little head, don’t deny it. For the male reader, the large growth in your crotch area betrays your true intentions. The female reader hides it better, but I know how wet they get when no one is looking. I often have to carry spare panties around in my handbag, if you look at the panties I am wearing during the day, you will often see a wet patch and I can assure you this wet patch. Anne's head was spinning. She knew this was wrong but she was actually enjoying it. The soft tender kissing was turning her on and she felt herself responding to it."Relax Mrs. C !" whispered Sam in her ear. "Relax and let it happen!". Anne felt Joel grab her hand and move it between his legs she could feel his hard cock through his silky panties. Sam undid the zip on her dress and took it off her. Anne was stood in her bra and panties. Her one hand had gone into Joel's panties and was starting.