Almost instantly I feel the sheer pleasure building with every thrust. I can hear his balls slapping against my ass as he picks up the pace and sets a...rhythm. I bend forward and rest my hands on my knees and move against him. He inhales sharply, grabs a handful of hair and pulls my head back. “Oh God babe, I’m going to cum,” I pant. He moves his hand to my mouth and stifles my cries, as he plunges deep inside me. With a muffled scream I unravel around his cock and he soon follows, releasing. It wasn't pretty. He had more hair than I thought and a pot belly.Carol's tits were also bigger than I thought. I sat on the side of the chair facing her still amazed at her body. She surely noticed and said " it seems you like what you see."I said " I do very much."She said " I think we can talk here. I wanted to tell you that I am also interested in the same things you are "( I assumed she meant boys and girls as things).Then she continued " Dave and I are swingers." Really ?" I said. " Well. She shrugged. No need to finish that sentence: quickly, she fell to her knees, reaching around the demon’s waist. Handy how they wore human-type clothes: he was easy to unzip and, unsurprisingly, he was already hard.Somewhere between eight and nine inches: bigger than any toy Dawn had practised on. She smiled. It too seemed human, if unusually big.She opened her mouth, took a moment to mentally prepare herself, and leant forward: lifting it with her hand so she could feel the whole thing slide. "I thought for a few minutes and replied, "I don't know Lydia, I just don't know. I don't know if I will ever be able to erase from my brain that image of you thrusting your cunt up against Norm's cock like a common slut whore and begging him to drive it deeper into your cunt and give you his cum. You know Lydia, the only difference between a slut and a whore is that a slut gives it away for free to anyone who wants it. But a slut that demands payment for it, raises herself a little above the.