No words could have contributed anything to the moment and I am grateful that neither of us tried. We just were, the two of us, naked, exhausted, cum-...oaked, and satisfied. My God, that was a night.We made quiet work getting some clothes on, me in just some briefs and him back in his basketball shorts and shirt. We embraced again as he was on the threshold of my room. I didn’t want him to go but also knew that it was okay. That unlike other partners I’ve had in the past, this one burned deeper. "Help me wash away the evil deed I have just done." she said."But how?" I asked again"Eat me! Suck his seed from my cunt!" she demanded, dropping the cape to the floor and standing inches from me, stark naked! Raising a leg to the bench seat and pulling my face into the wetness of her sperm dripping pussy.With these words, my cock stiffened, and my resolve melted as I breathed in the musky odor of her recently completed sexual union. I could not help myself! I felt as if I were being swallowed. "Vincent, what's wrong?" Nothing is wrong Stace. Nothing at all. Really." Then what are you so nervous about my love?" Stacey, I have something to ask you and I don't know quite how to ask."Stacey looked deep into my eyes and said, "Vincent, whatever it is just ask. You know you can ask me anything. Trust me." Well . . .okay. Here goes." I took a deep breath and began. "Stacey, as you know our relationship has been moving along better than I think either one of us could have hoped. It. And as devoted son’s they vowed to stalk the Angel of Death from the moment the shades of light became dark until the shadows turned back into sunlight. Their devotion remunerated for they uncovered the bearer of the Akashic Records weakness, hidden deep below layers of thought. Azrael’s weakness was for the beautiful fair maiden’s. He coveted the thought of sexual pleasure as felt by the flesh. And the fallen took note. Darkness fell over the country-side, the wind blew hard and howling.