His one hand slowly slides down to her entrance, feeling how wet she is. He presses his hardness against her thigh, making her feel how much he wants ...er. He moves down, making her protest against losing the warmth of his body on hers. She gasps as his warm mouth finds her petals, lovingly adoring them with his lips and tongue. Exquisite sensations shoots up her spine, making her feel like liquid heat inside. Her body shudders when he sucks on her clit, slowly inserting first one then two. She then stood erect in place in front of the bathroomsink and the mirror, staring at herself for a moment. Finally she spokebut in a detached manner, as if M was making an effort to take control:"So, Joey is involved...." M started off coldly"No no, it can't be... it can't be true!" Chloe interrupted withsadness in her voice"Oh come on, you knew it was inevitable-I am at least pragmatic aboutthis matter....oh my..." What is it?" You developed feelings for him, our target eh?" What.... do you. I HAVE ARRIVED MORTAL. WHAT IS THE NAME OF MY CONJURER? Oh shit. It had worked. I was actually talking with a demon. I cleared my throat and responded, “My name is -redacted-. I would like to make a deal with you.” VERY WELL. STATE YOUR DESIRES TO ME. “Well, I want to be desirable to women. I’m tired of being rebuffed constantly. And, um, somewhat related I’d also like to be physically able to perform without any issues, if you know what I mean.” A dry chuckle echoed from everywhere and. She was definitely not a model, and never would be. But she was one of those girls whose sense of fashion , her girl next door looks makes Ashley a very pretty and fuckable girl. She could see that I was wearing headphones, so she gestured me to take off my headphones and approach her. I had never really had a conversation with Ashley, nor did we go to the same school. I was just vaguely aware of her around the house. I knew almost nothing about her, despite our living together for two years..