When his rough callused finger slipped into her vagina, Beverly let out a gasp. It was a gasp of pleasure.Jake took her to a motel instead of to his h...me. When Beverly asked him about it, he replied, “I have a teenage son and he is home. I try not to bring my dates home. He is at that awkward stage.”Beverly asked, “How old is he?”He answered, “Eighteen. He’s a senior in high school. I think he will be a virgin forever. He has a few issues. He is very tall at six feet four inches, skinny. I turned and marched over to the door I thought that the voice had come from. I pushed the door open, inside was a big junior or senior. He was leaning over a smaller kid, most probably another freshman like me. The smaller kid had a bill in his hand which the older guy swiped and stuck in his back pocket.“Look at the big bad bully, stealing little kids lunch money.” I stated in a sarcastic way.The big guys head whipped around. Taking in my stature he dismissed me as a threat. “Push off wimp or. Shit, the room was bigger than Carpenter expected. He'd expected some poky little room with bookshelves along each wall. Instead the library was a stone hall about the length of a running track. Rows and rows of books stood like dominoes on either side of a central aisle.He spotted the demon immediately. It was hanging upside down from a wooden beam like a bat, its black wings folded around its body. The setting sun sent shafts of light through the narrow windows behind it. An elaborate chalk. I hugged her tight and kissed her lips. “You have a fantastic cock Adi. I cannot remember ever craving so much for cock. I love sex, but what you are giving me is fabulous. I can only thank god that we were given such an opportunity to please each other. Do you enjoy my cunt as much as I enjoy your cock?”, she asked.“Yu know I do Ma. I was sore on my cockhead, yet I will never tire of soaking my cock in your cunt. You know what? Even when it is sore once my cock is soaked in your cunt juices.