She wasn’t even a “she”. She was an “it”. And it wanted nothing more than to be filled with cock forever and ever and ever and . . . Lillian...first felt Molotov bust down her throat, followed by Rasp in her asshole, and finally the big guy in her twat. They all pounded her as hard as they could, which was just enough. Lillian felt her whole body spasm completely seized by pleasure. She grabbed onto Molotov’s ass just to force his cock deeper into her throat. She was almost paralyzed by the. You can talk to me. You can cry with me. You can make love to me. Whatever you want, Troy.” He looked at woman curled in his arms. Ten years younger and so willing to please him. Wanting to take care of him. What was he waiting for?He spared only a flicker of a thought for the mentally challenged child in the next room.“Is that true, Taryn? You’ll be whatever I want?”“Yes.”“Will you be my wife?”“Troy! Do you mean that? Yes! Of course I’ll marry you.”“We will probably have to move away from. The ancient book told of another dimension separate from our own, a place where demons, spirits of pure unrestrained evil dwelt.The book revealed secrets long forgotten by men, secrets probably best left forgotten. There were descriptions of rituals to summon and contain various types of demons. A few months ago, he decided to try out one of the rituals by drawing a magic circle in the middle of an old, abandoned church. He felt a heaviness in his lung as he spoke the ancient words of the. Stephen nodded absentmindedly at Francis. Tonight he REALLY didn’t feel like chatting. Francis was a real chatterbox most of the time. Most of the time, Stephen didn’t mind indulging him. He was full of charm and unsolicited good advice on most days. Stephen went home, and crashed in his bed five minutes later. He just kicked off his boots, threw his bag aside and collapsed on the king-sized bed. It wasn’t that long ago that he felt like he had the world on a string. A year ago, he was dating a.