Still, she was highly devoted to him, to a practically fanatic level at times, likely the result of some sort of fiendish ability or magic, or at leas... its lingering effects.Delvin’s mother had been killed in a raid on the nearby town when he was 17, just a month shy of his 18th birthday, so he inherited the inn and everything associated with it, good and bad. Demon-kin, like Delvin, were usually not all that trusted; it was more to do with their origins than who they were as individuals.. She had had boyfriends in the past but no-one serious. She thought they were all reasonably sized until she saw the size of her dad’s cock and knew that they must have been small.Molly looked around the frame once more, her father was wanking his cock with his right hand while he fondled his balls with his left. She could see his eyes were closed and she started to stare at his hand as it stroked his cock.Molly got off the chair and put it back against the wall. She composed herself and then. ‘Good girl, just relax,’ he whispered, soothing her with his gentle rubbing. She let her head fall back and closed her eyes as that warm tingly feeling spread through her again. She expected him to stop massaging her when his hands reached the apex of her thighs, but he continued on up her hips and tummy. He kept rubbing, gently kneading her body under his big hands, sending waves of desire washing over her. He massaged every inch of her until she was practically purring, from her scalp to. Joey was moaning and pushing himself against myhand as my finger moved around the head. I played withhis cock and whispered, “I bet that truck driver hashis dick out and is jacking off.”Noticing that the driver was just about hanging out thewindow of his door, and also noticing that there wassome rhythmic action going on below the window, Ileaned in, still gripping Joey’s dick and gave him adeep kiss, pushing my tongue in as far as I could. Thenwhen his tongue entered my mouth.