1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Five: Servants of the Sultan


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    “Which I surmise is the whole point of lying naked in the snow.” Kyle laughed. “Yeah. Way to state the obvious, Britney.” How can he laugh? Mom's dead. She looked at her brother, the man she had loved for years, peering into his eyes. They were dark, hard as flint, but at least they were alive. Not like hers. She moved across the enlarged interior of the SUV, stepping over the concubines to Kyle. Fumi was on his right, Christy on her left, that Black staff clutched in her hand. “Fatima?” Kyle said when she plopped onto his lap, pressing against his body. “Give me some of your warmth,” she whispered. “What?” She shifted, straddling him. “I need to feel alive. To feel something inside. I need to burn again.” “What are you talking about.” She seized his hand, pulling it to her budding breast beneath her sweater, forcing his hand to squeeze down on her pliant flesh. “This.” His fingers pinched her nipple. She felt a stirring of life in her nethers. “Is this really the time?” Fatima pushed her hands beneath his sweater, feeling the warmth of his hard muscles. She moved up to his chest and felt the life beating in his heart. “Love me, big bro. I need to be filled with it. With something.” She pressed her lips against his. She tried to find the energy to kiss him, to thrust her tongue in and melt his bones with her passion. But no fires burned inside her. His lips moved, his tongue pressed into her mouth, his fingers pinched at her nipple. She closed her eyes. His strong hands ...
    roamed her body as they kissed, sliding down to squeeze her bubbly ass through her skirt, up her side and fondling her immature breasts. His cock grew rigid beneath her, rubbing against her pussy. Life grew inside her as the friction sparked kindling inside her. She let out a sigh, moaning in disappointment when he broke their kiss to rip her sweater off. Her dusky breasts were exposed to her brother's hungry gaze. He bent down and sucked a hard nipple into his mouth, nipping and biting—the fires grew. “Kyle,” she moaned. A second mouth engulfed her lips. Christy joined Kyle, sharing some of the witch's passion with her. A soft hand slid beneath her skirt, squeezing her butt as Fumi's lips kissed her shoulder, moving to her neck. “Let me help you, wife,” Fumi whispered in her ear, her fingers dipping into Fatima's butt-crack, teasing her asshole. Fatima shivered and moaned in delight as her fingers penetrated in to her asshole, pushing in deep, igniting amazing pleasure inside her. Fatima found it so wonderful to feel again, to forget her grief for a few pleasant moments. “I think the little slut wants this,” Christy purred, her hand pushing between Fatima and Kyle, rubbing his throbbing cock. “I do!” The zipper rasped and Kyle grunted, “That's it, Christy. Guide me into her.” Fatima lifted her hips up as Christy guided their husband's cock to her hungry hole, sliding across her bare lips. The tip of Kyle's cock pressed to the opening of Fatima's burning pussy. She lowered ...
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