It smelled of Witch, Demon, and Black Magic,” I told him. There was another sharp intake of breath at this revelation also.“I hate to tell you, bu... I believe you were attacked by Major Demons, and it sounds like three or more of them. None of us have ever called up a Major Demon. It isn’t healthy,” David told me.“Then who would have sent them?” I asked, a bit bewildered.“Who else have you aggravated?” David asked with a grin.“Who else is there?” I asked in return.“Perhaps a Dragon,” he answered. My things were packed and it all fit in his truck. The little hideaway apartment was spotless. I’d cleaned everything, including under the sink and behind the toilet. I’d even vacuumed the halls outside the apartment to make sure everything was in as good condition as it was when he brought me here almost four months ago.We rode in silence to my new apartment and he helped me move in my few boxes and the bed. The apartment still smelled of fresh varnish. It was beautiful. It had probably been. By the time I get to the head the pre-cum is drizzling out of his piss-slit drooling down onto his thigh. I lick the addicting pre-cum up, savoring its delicious flavor. Then I run my tongue over the young piss-slit, licking up as much of the savory juice as I can. Then I slip his entire large mushroom head into my mouth.It’s delicious. It tastes of soap, pre-cum and boy musk. Holding the bursting head in my mouth I run my tongue in a circle around it, celebrating the moment. Then I push my. It was almost as good as an orgasm, the relief.I jumped back into the shower and washed again. I figured it was time to play with myself. I had to be careful because my clit was really sensitive. This time I decided to play with my nipples. I turned around and let the shower spray hit them directly and alternated twisting them both. This has always turned me on. My nipples are not huge, but when they are hard, they are prominent. I have always been able to have orgasms when my husband played.