A call, to the heart, to the core being, came through the mist of time. The call ran into the very centre of Us, and we were compelled to answer, to walk the distance, to shed Our clothes.
Of course, what followed was nature taking its course. pushing the heavy stone slab off the grave, and settling into the warm velvet bed made for eternal rest.
Brace, had other ideas, as the Ghost had called us and managed to get us naked. WELL you can work out what followed. was mystical. As the mist of lust, fogs our minds.
Now follower’s of this blog will note, I have No problem with obeying Her alone! The time was right , the place was obscure, the need was palpable. She tastes amazing.