“WHAT?” My sisters exclaimed, not believing what they’d just heard. I could tell that along with the fear they felt was anger. My palm felt sweaty and I suddenly felt as though there was some sort of pressure on me as tons of questions ran through my mind. I wanted answers to those questions, the

I tried to sleep but that seemed like a luxury I would never be able to get my hand on. My brain felt like it was working full time and my head pounded. Despite the fact that the room was well ventilated, I couldn’t help but feel hot from within me and after making up my mind that only a bath could

My stroking intensified, my eyes closed and I was more than ready to cum ad I fucked my palm with my fully hardened cock. I tried to hurry things up so that I could get out of the bathroom, get the lewd thoughts out of my head and sleep just like my sister had suggested but it was difficult. My he

The words resounded in my head and so I ran, I ran without looking back and even though I could feel my legs giving out, I still didn’t stop. I couldn’t possibly stop, my sister and everyone else who were alive just some minutes ago were now dead, pinning all of their hopes on me. They all wanted

“Wh— What? What do you mean he’s dead?” I asked, genuinely confused, concerned and a lot of other emotions along that line soon began to assail me. “Oh, No. no, no, that’s not what I meant,” Alfred laughed a little before stopping abruptly to sigh, “he’s been dead for ten years now.” He clarified a