Mandy ran her nails lightly over my back. “You know what, honey?” she cooed, “I can actually feel the difference now. Not only are you shorter, ...ut you aren’t as thick, either… Does that excite you, needle-dick?”“Yes! Jesus, yes!” I croaked.“I bet I don’t feel as tight as usual, do I?”“No! You don’t feel tight! Oh, fuck, you aren’t as tight!”Mandy giggled wickedly. “Wrong, pin-dick! My pussy is as tight as ever – it's your little cock that's shrunk, so of course I’m not gonna be tight for you. ”“Darker ... complete ... darkness.”“You need a hospital you fuck—”“Darkness!” She grabbed his suit jacket, and managed to shake it a couple times as she raised her eyes to glare at him. Christ she was pale.“Alright, alright! Fucking darkness, alright.” He looked around as he ran. Easier to ignore the grinding pain in his knee this way at least, panicking about the bleeding-to-death girl in his arms and trying to find some place where he could get the sort of darkness she was looking for.It was. “So what do you think?” “Neil. I can’t say I’m not surprised by this. For some reason, I had no idea before today that you were even remotely this way inclined. Personally, I don’t have a problem with it. I just want you to be happy. You’re my brother and I love you. I’m certainly not going to think any less of you because of it. If anything I’m pissed off with myself for not noticing. I’ve been too wrapped up in my own life to notice and that makes me feel like a shit brother. I feel bad that. And then I was in a washroom, standing and sawing my cock into a blonde woman's pussy as she bent over the sink. I looked into the mirror and saw Carrie's face looking back at me with lust. I had worked with Carrie until...The washroom door opened and Demie stepped in. I wanted to shout, to stop the demoness, but I could only continue to fuck Carrie's pussy. Demie bent down to Carrie's face and kissed her. Once again, my dying lover's pussy clamped down on my cock.And then I was fucking the.