Two grunting minions soon emerge from the inner passageway and hit the cage with the butts of their spears. I push the door gently open and step into the room. XXX Now her face is filled with triumph. I would by lying if I said I do not enjoy tasting a woman. Silently I recite the rune,
Salt of my salt, blood of my blood, heart of my heart; this is Jaano, this is my love. Up and down I press her labia and soon her juices flow, wetting my fingers. I hate my dreams!”
Krotallis stares at me, her eyes wide with fascination. But it is the horror stricken face of the corpse that strikes me most.
