Please just turn down the music, Carl.”She turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm. “Naw, I said get in here, bitch!” Then he yanked her into hi... living room, her robe coming open as she spun about. She heard the front door slam and the deadbolt lock as Carl strode toward her.“Carl, no--”Smack! He backhanded her, and she fell to her knees, her face nearly hitting the coffee table. She could see several bottles of liquor on it, mostly empty, and the remainder of a line of white powder on a. Smiling, she nodded. I watched her walk away, gawking at that mesmerizing big round ass of hers. Damn. Somali women got it going on! I smiled to myself, feeling pretty good. It’s ten o’clock on a boring Monday morning. I didn’t have class until two and I’ve already got the phone number of a seriously hot chick. Not just any hot chick. A hot Somali chick. In Canada, two kinds of women are hard to get. Somali women and Arab women. Actually, Indian women are hard to get too, so I guess three kinds. " "Abby, we're naked and my fingers are lodged up in your cherry. So keep calling me Ms. Robinson, it's so much hotter." Her fingers began thrusting into my pussy. My head tilted up and my eyelids closed. She poked at my at my g-spot every time that her fingers ventured back up into my twat. My hands went to her arms for balance support. "You wanna cum for me, Abby? Are you gonna splatter my hands and tits? Well, I want you to, so are you gonna do it for me? So we can create a memory?" No words. I saw armies of dead men and dead women training alongside demons and monsters on the battlefields of Hell. Lucifer is building himself a new army. He still hopes to take the Throne of Heaven someday. I shake my head, and head toward Pandemonium, Lucifer’s private palace and favorite dwelling. Pandemonium is a massive structure made of Empyrean metals, the toughest alloy in the universe. The handles of Heavenly Angels’ Blades of Fire are made of it. As is the Scepter of Thanatos. I see fallen.