“But Joyce… you’re dead,” I whispered, stumbling back as she drew closer.
“Do you really think you could kill me?” she laughed, the sound echoing eerily in the
cave. In the blink of an eye, she was suddenly behind me, her arms snaking around
my waist. “You’re my husband,” she whispered against my ear, “and we vowed to love
each other… till death do us part.”
I struggled, trying to pry her hands off, but her grip locked around me like iron
clamps.
“You stopped being my wife the moment you betrayed me,” I growled, twisting to free
myself. “You have no power over me anymore.”
But her hold only tightened. Her massive breasts pressed against my back, the
warmth of her skin searing through the thin gown she wore. I shuddered as I felt her
hardened n*****s digging into me, betraying th
