I serve in whatever capacity you wish.”
“Yes. Shemale sex Her fingers massaged the Porphyria’s inner thighs, her calloused fingers moving along the pale, delicate flesh of the other woman’s gleaming white nakedness. A second ago her voice had been black with rage. John took it from her. “I have somewhere to go. Like for like.”
Hester squared her shoulders, expecting another blow. He put a hand between her legs and she moaned. Then she sat down on the casket, wiping her brow with a silk handkerchief. And you were sure that I would remember soon anyway…”
Porphyria dressed in a hurry. “But what do you intend to do with the body? Do whatever you want with me.”
One finger slid inside Hester, then two. “I don’t remember anything. The bed frame groaned under the weight of their bodies and the constant, steady, rhythmic thumping. Then she sat down on the casket, wiping her brow with a silk handkerchief.
