Mark could feel the demon pressing onthe tip of his dick, but he could only see the base of the demon's handat the top of his now shorter dick. He la...d his head back, not wantingto witness what the demon was doing.Before long, Mark felt the demon let up on the pressure, and removehis hand. This removal felt strangely good to Mark. The demon began topinch Mark's balls, and Mark could feel them shooting up into him. Theskin of his sack was pinched and pulled and moved around his crotch.Mark. His daughter Jaime caught my eye awhile back but I think she's seeing Kenny. Not sure, I don't say much but she's got a wonderful smile that warms my soul. Sure would like to get to know her better. Outback there's a small barn where I work and a tool shed where they used to smoke their meat in the early days. You can still smell the hickory in those walls. Up the road a bit to the west is the trestle where locals come to swim on a warm afternoon like today. There's a path to the north I like. He couldn’t shake the image of her flipping him out of his mind. Someday he’d get her to tell him where she learned how to do that. He knew several forms of martial arts, plus he liked bare-knuckle street fighting. He wasn’t a punk. Yet somehow she’d surprised the hell out of him. Amazing. Simply amazing. Enough of that. He went downstairs and met his grandmother. She greeted him with a kindly smile, wearing her Sunday best. He kissed her forehead, playing the part of the dutiful grandson. Arm. Don't get upset, but you need the lessons so that you give some of these people a good game. You need to beat Grandfather and Yuu at least half the time. They will constantly be making fun of you in Japanese if you don't. That's something else you need to be learning. I'll work on getting you a Japanese language tutor."I had a cup of coffee downstairs in the kitchen, and was told there were some American type breakfast snacks on the bar.Sure enough there were some burritos with bacon and.