My own mother always said she had ears like a cat and after becoming a mother I started to think she was right. Either Paul was working out or he was ...aving trouble breathing. His door was ajar. I peeked in through the slit. His lamp was on and the curtains drawn. He was on his bed naked. His head was back against the head board. His legs were spread. One hand was on his shaft moving up and down slowly and the other cupped his balls. I saw him licking his lips as he moaned. My first instinct. After my brief visual detour, I redoubled my efforts to only focus on the TV. I remained conflicted over the small peek I'd just made of him, and as I debated why I might have looked. While this internal monologue might appear to be counter-productive, it actually worked in my favor as I didn't want to cum quickly, or first. Why? Because I didn't want to be in the situation where I'd already cum and he wanted to edge for another 20-minutes. What would you do then? Say "good-bye" as you let. When she talked about having dressed up as a girl she alsowas quick to say she wasn't gay. I explained to her girls like herweren't gay. In fact this split personality was a product of bothintellect and learned experience.During the hour we talked I didn't bring up sex. It was way to early todig into the deepest part of her mind."Billie would you like me to give you an opportunity to unlock yourhidden palace and test your mind in reality?"She was hesitant at first but answered haltingly,. .. Abaddon. The Destroyer. Abaddon, claim your human pet. Oh, and there won’t be a divorce, because I don’t want it that way. You’ll be a married woman, regularly fucked by a demon instead of your husband, and both of you will just have to deal with it. In a decade or so, Abaddon will tire of you and will simply kill you, as you requested. Is that clear, Abaddon? You are to kill her when you tire of her, but until then, she is to get a special tattoo that reads, ‘demon cock only.’“You can share.