Her right hand moved down my back and around my ass, her fingers tracing the inside of my crack, pressing my panties into it. With our bodies intertwi...ed and the blankets over our heads, I quickly forgot about the blizzard outside. As Sarah continued to push against my hands, I realized her crotch was getting wet; not from sweat, but from the same sticky flow that covered my fingers when I masturbated. She moved in a slow steady rhythm, squeezing my hands tight. I could feel her breath on my. I was divorced at the time and had sold my washer and dryer to a friend who had an apartment big enough to house the appliances. The deal was that I could come over any time and do my laundry. The friend, Bob, was a tanker pilot and was usually on a tanker in the Gulf. I knew he would be gone a few days so I wouldn't be disturbing him that evening.I had gathered everything and was about to leave when someone knocked on the door. It was Jane's sister, Rachel. I had met her and Jane on the dive. I pulled out of her bushy cunt and took some pictures of her just before and after she slashed her own wrists to end her mortal existence. The urge to terminate one’s humanity seemed to be a growing trend among newly damned mortals who grasped that something better awaited them on the other side of death. I didn’t have the heart to tell her yet that her parents would have to suffer intense torment. Then again, as a demoness, she was far less likely to care now.“So, ladies, what next? Oh, yes.. I told some people about naming Gina's pussy, and I think I started something.Because then Muscles names her twat Arnold. Now Tina has Amanda, her very willing little cunt-buddy. She even plays with Amanda one-on-one more, since Amanda likes it so much.Hey, don't look at me. I just named one pussy. One lousy pussy.Now it's all the fuckin' rage.I'm undressing Tina as we fuck, sliding my hand over her great, high tits. I'm getting really excited and so is Amanda, because she's getting all wet and.