The thick protuberance slides into her neck like a too big bite of meat thrilling her. The wriggling tongue strokes every inch of her filled orifice. ...nd just before she begins to choke he withdraws pulling his dripping muscle back into his mouth. "Good boy," she coos as she scratches his head. She can see through his forelegs back to the still erect penis. Her mouth waters as she stares at the fascinating phallus. The taste of his tongue still lingering on her lips. She slides her hands down. The last thing he said to me was, "Good luck, ked." with a pitying look on his face. He knew what was in store for me, even if I did not. He knew that the men in there were going to **** me and turn me out as one of their "women!" And when it happened to me, I realized that - again - my Lord Satan had given me precisely what he had promised when we cut our deal - He had put me in a place where I would BE a woman! Behind bars, I WAS a woman!! THANK YOU SATAN! What a great place! In prison they. The Personalia were unsure what the soul was, and not being sea ships, did not have a keel and so were unsure what an "even keel" meant. They recognised that it meant, roughly, that to confess made you feel better about the matter. They could go along with that idea. As to who to confess to; the obvious answer was to the human who so assiduously praised them. This might make him more circumspect in his broadcasting of their so-called superior qualities.They decided not to allow their confession. “I just wanted to see what you were doing.”“I thought we promised that I would do this myself from now on,” he says.“I know,” she answers sweetly, her mouth and pussy watering. “But if you want me to do it for you just once more, I don’t think I’d mind.” And before waiting for an answer, Candace removes her father’s grip from the steely rod and replaces it with her own.“Oh shit,” he sighs heavily. “Okay, but this has to be the last time.”“Sure, Daddy,” the girl replies, not really listening in.