Then he would finally wake up. Charles blamed his nightmares on all those horror films he had been watching over the years. One day while stocking up ...ne of the shelves, he heard his cell phone beeping. He stopped working and took out his cell phone. He had 1 message. He clicked on it. It was from Ivy. His heart was pounding, from both fear and excitement. He then began to open up her text message. It said:Sorry I haven’t spoken to you in a long time. I really miss you. I want to see you. Can I. They got me back up and I apologize but he was smiling at me. Obviously he had planed this. He then asked me to get off the ball and bend over touching the floor without bending my knees. I did as directed without hesitating. He told me to advance my hands without moving my feet until I was pretty much in a push up position. Then he asked me to go al the way down and I saw him getting in front of me. Ok I want you to do a yoga stretch and pull your upper body up and leave your hips and legs. I could kill the small demons with my lighting bolts faster than the head demon could create them. Furthermore, the head demon could not create demons and fireballs at the same time, so I had a little advantage there.The problem was that my lightning bolts were not having as much luck against the head demon. It looked like his yellow aura was reducing the effect the lightning bolts were having when they struck him. It looked to me like I was going to have to get closer and do some serious. Fulfill a recent vision. Punishment or pain wasn't a goal and he had to be careful.It took fifteen minutes of very slow, very cautious penetration before he felt his balls nestled firmly against her ass cheeks. He had almost lost it when he initially got his head past her sphincter muscles. That little "give" that her ass gave when he had penetrated, the little moan that escaped from her tormented body. All of it was erotic beyond his imagination.Roslyn was tormented, both physically and.