I am one sick fuck.Ordinarily, I'd tell this kind of weird shit to Peter but he's so weirded out by this, he's barely spoken to me since it happened l...st night. Which is how totally fucked this is. Peter won't talk to me anymore.Anyway, I manage to get through most of the day without too many odd looks - which is good, 'cause I don't think I could explain this to anyone. Everything is fine 'til practice.I'm barred from playing but I still have to strap on my gear and run around at practice. An'. I moved close to her and slowly pulled out her blouse. She softly felt my dick with her hands as I pulled her blouse. She sat on the sofa in her bra and inner skirt. She said, “Come here, let me see if there is a difference after yesterday’s oil massage.”She slowly pulled down my underwear and my huge dick popped out. I stood nude in front of her, her eyes again struck on my dick. It was standing firm. She looked at it with a smile. She was biting her lips taking deep breaths. I could feel that. When i got to devi’s house, she was there to greet me. Devi might have been 45 but she had kept her body pretty fit from what i could see. She had a cute face with upturned nose. Her breasts looked firm from the casual cotton shirt she was wearing on her petticoat. I went inside and she showed me what needed to be done. I got the furniture rearranged in about a half hour’s time.When i finished devi brought me a cold drink.“i hope you didn’t think me too forward for leaving my phone number,” she. It soothed my conscience a little to know that Zaire was worse. Both his wings hung in limp tatters, one arm hanging at an awkward angle that looked broken in at least two places, limping as he tried to follow the other Demon. Dark blood dripped from multiple slashes on his corpse-colored flesh and he was missing part of a horn.Anger and hatred rolled off Zaire in waves I could easily detect, even with my seemingly crippled sense; from Talon, I could sense nothing.I was concentrating so hard on.