She knew he could see everything this way. She felt so dirty, and it made her hot for him.“What do you want?” His voice gravelly and demanding, ...ot the normal, kindly voice he used all the time.“I want your cock,” she panted. He smacked her ass.“What do you want?”‘Oh, God,’ she thought to herself. She was in for it today. She couldn’t wait. “I want you to fuck me.” She cried out as he slapped her ass and slammed into her, but held it there. “Fuck your dirty little wife.” She yelped as. ’ ‘No, but don’t you think that it’s strange that you haven’t lost your soul? Remember a moment of true happiness, your soul will be gone and you will turn back into Angelus.’ ‘Now that you mention it. I haven’t before but I am now. Why’s that?’ ‘Willow was transcribing some spells and she came across one to protect the soul. I asked her to cast it and she did on the first night that you were here.’ ‘So you know what that means,’ Angel said with a glint in his eyes. ‘Yes.’ He took her hand and. "Help me," she said in a whiney voice. I wanted to help her get it out before I started to make pecker tracks on the inside. She held my cock in her hands and slowly stroked it. As she did I started to worry that I may not get a full erection, but her hands felt good on me and I started to run my hands up her legs. She pulled her long skirt up exposing her thighs and I felt that she did not have any panties on. My hands were deep between her legs as she squirmed to pull the skirt higher so she. When she apologized she noticed that I was holding the drumsticks that my dad had given me and she remembered the day I had yelled at her saying I would never play the drums again. She smiled at me after pushing the memory out of her head and greeted me with her usual cheery tone.We then started to walk to school together, talking about random stuff that popped into our heads, like the weather, our grades, that kind of stuff. It wasn’t until we got to the train station that things took a turn.