She looked rather cute in the fire flesh tome, a little fairy with bat wings and pert breasts but it was a shame that the hair of her goat-like legs c...vered up her cunt. Trust a female demon to have hairy legs. Aaralon didn't imagine that the Tar'oth would be able to do anything for him, he simply wanted to see whether he could summon, control and banish her successfully.The night sky held little cloud cover and through the skylight of the long forgotten attic room in which he had sequestered. Stunning as ever. Her hair is pinned up and she wears a slinky, scalloped cut wine dress. Her pert little titties are pushed up and they look damn good. A beautiful smile plays upon her lips and shows me white teeth. I wonder what her other lips look like. I'm sure they're covered in silky black hair. I think she's part Irish and French she told me. She enters my stall and she stares at me. "Well what have you been doing?" she looks shocked. Remember I told you I was the slightly modest type?. A terrible, petty part of me wants to try to blame all of this on her, but I know that’s not fair.Shawna and Paul’s parents still owned the old house way out in the country, but no one had lived there for years. It’s the house Shawna and Paul grew up in, and for the most part it’s where I grew up too. Even my earliest memory is of that house: I was a little girl, no older than four, and it was snowing, and we were playing near the woods. I went to make a snow angel without realizing how deep it. I came to with what I thought to be an angel over me. Hair as black as the night sky, and beautiful full breasts which pressed tight the dress she was wearing as she leaned over me. I jumped a sharp pain in my arm, startling her. She looked at me with her wide eyes. She came back over and began changing my bandages as she unwrapped them, view of her round ass which I could just see the bottom of as she leaned across me to change the dressings on my wounds. The pain was mixed her soft touch and.