“Matthias…” She cried out, as both parts of him had her, and took her. Loved her, and fucked her.Hands and lips traced fire over her skin. The d...mon wrapped a fist in her hair, pulling her head back and making an offering of her breasts to Matthias. With tender lips, he suckled them, savoring and worshipping their softness. Then rough scaled hands shoved her down, flattening her against him, and Matthias' tongue filled her mouth as the demon's fangs tore at the skin of her back and neck.They. " Try considering it before you have another one of those," he said, pointing at my drink. "We wouldn't want you seeing double."He grinned knowingly at me. It was evident I hadn't followed his warped reasoning."Seeing four of Melanie's huge hooters could permanently scar even the most diehard tit man!" Listen Brandon," he quipped as he started walking away. "I'll save you a spot up there. And dude ... stop checking out my ass!"His laughter trailed behind him as he left the bar.I caught myself. "This is Eric. We shared a room at the Facility. He just got out."Eric looked at the drawings again and back at Melanie, a wide grin splitting his face. "Pleasured to meet you, Ms Pounder." Melanie wasn't sure if he had misspoke, was being lewd. Pleasured indeed! Nevertheless she held her hand out as the young man rose to tower over her. "Nice to meet you, Eric. Call me Melanie." She wasn't quite sure she wanted to offer that familiarity to this boy, but she disliked being called Ms Pounder,. ’ Consuela sighed. ‘Sure, it’s a highly skilled profession taking years of obsessive training to hone talent into a competitive gleam unlike say a naturally talented poet…’ ‘Or a rock bassist,’ Joe added. ‘Right, but even though there’s a hell of a lot less of us competing, there’s not a lot of positions being filled and there’s enough of us at my level to make finding such a position in the realm of the unlikely.’ ‘So, just like a rock band,’ Maya suggested, ‘you create your own position.’.