I take my time rubbing in the shaving gel. The attention soon has Jane squirming and getting hot and bothered. Using a finger and thumb I stretch area... of pussy as I shave. As often as possible I open her pussy-lips and or, bump her clit. I know it’s not necessary but I want to make her as horny as possible. After all, I am. Several times she tries to close her legs to calm down. With legs astride the corner of my bed and me between them, that closure is impossible. Jane has dropped flat on her. “Are you talking about demons from hell?”“Yes.”Why I didn’t run at that moment is beyond me. Did I just have probably the best looking man I’ve ever laid eyes on, tell me that he was a demon? Yeah, that makes sense.I don’t remember what happened after that. I woke up in the trailer thinking that it was all just a dream. Then I heard a man screaming and I looked down and saw the boots.“Fuck me!”“If you wish...”I looked over and saw Bobo bringing over a glass of water.“You’re a demon?” He nodded.. Not that I cared. I was still riding my high, both the chemical and the orgasm. After tugging everything back into a semblance of decency -- not that the dress was really decent -- and tossing the little vibe necklace back over my neck, I braced myself and opened the stall door. The sink counter top and mirrors were directly across from the stalls, and sitting on the surface was a slip of a girl. She couldn't have been more than five feet tall, and maybe a hundred pounds wet. Her dress, a neon. *...A warm feeling filled Damien when he realized Hannah had fallen asleep against his side. He placed the stray red strands hanging in her face behind her ear, and watched her chest rise and fall with her breathing. He couldn't help but notice her nipples poking at the shirt of his which she was wearing. He spent a few minutes debating whether or not to act upon his feelings and kiss her. In the end, he kissed her forehead softly, then took their mugs from the cocoa into the kitchen and washed.