Lynceus & Hypermnestra

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Overwhelmed with the sounds of my brothers' lovemaking from the rooms on either side, I couldn't contain the swelling urges of my cock. I took hold of my new bride and tossed her to the bed. Her wedding gown covered her demurely and I itched to rip it away in my need. She fumbled in the flowing cloth, searching. With clumsy fingers, I struggled to untie my belt.


"Please," she whispered. I paused. Lifting my gaze to hers, I saw the tears streaking her cheeks.


"Wife?"


The first wail struck me dumb, the dagger clutched in her hand blinded me.

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