“Let’s get started then.”“Get started on what?” Barb asked, confused.“On getting your debt paid. I have a plan right here that shouldn’t...take more that a few days; maybe a week.” He replied.“What? No, I can pay you ten thousand after we get home and then I was thinking we could set up a payment schedule of some kind...” She started to explain, but he cut her off.“Oh, no, no, no. That is unacceptable. Once you leave my fine country, I have no way of ensuring that you will ever pay me. No, this. Damn me to Hell!” Miranda pleaded with me at last, as I exploded inside her luscious snatch, filling her up with my spunk just seconds before Lilith expelled hers.The deed was done, the decision irrevocable now. Miranda May Kerr was now officially the property of the Kingdom of Hell, and thus of its King, namely me. She was one of the Damned, a lost soul forever in the eyes of Michael the Archangel, the new King of Heaven. There was no turning back now. She couldn’t change her mind even if she. She took around 10 minutes to strip off and then for extra she laid on her back and finger fucked herself and forget the world and cum very hard - but when she opened her eyes she got such a surprise! He had taken his trousers off and was wanking his hard cock! She LOVED it! She moved across the floor and started to suck him and she loved when he pushed her head down hard on it - it made her so wet! She knew she had to fuck him so she had another big shot of whisky and took him to the bed, laid. It went well withher green eyes and full lips, as she was only in her mid-thirties, havingher children young, so in a way she could almost pass for the much oldersister. Of course she wasn't though, as she never for a moment stoppedmothering him as he knew she loved him unquestionably even though henever made her life easy.In a way it was quite hypnotic to watch them weave each thin row at theside of her head and then his gaze was interrupted by the sound of hisbraider dipping her fingers into.