Still, she was highly devoted to him, to a practically fanatic level at times, likely the result of some sort of fiendish ability or magic, or at leas... its lingering effects.Delvin’s mother had been killed in a raid on the nearby town when he was 17, just a month shy of his 18th birthday, so he inherited the inn and everything associated with it, good and bad. Demon-kin, like Delvin, were usually not all that trusted; it was more to do with their origins than who they were as individuals.. This time, he started getting pretty verbal. He was saying things such as, "choke on as much cock as you want. Have you ever fantasized about sucking a big one? Suck me off just like that you little slut. Did you ever wonder what your best friends dick tastes like?" I must have given him head for 20 - 25 minutes. I was already hard again and at one point, I pulled away from sucking him and spoke for the first time.I told him that I was very turned on and asked him if he was close to cumming. He. I felt his hands between my legs, the first time anyone had ever touched me down there. I'd never even masturbated; not really, though I'd once taken a mirror to see what I looked like. The sensations I was feeling as he opened me and played his fingers over my slit was overwhelming. I gasped when he positioned the head of his dick at my untouched opening, waiting for the pain I'd read in those romance novels. I wasn't disappointed in that respect, as he grabbed my shoulders and thrust himself. It helped that he had no male friends andavoided hanging out with the guys. But he had a full B cup now and itwas becoming almost impossible to hide. Also his waist had drasticallyreduced and he had to wear padding around his waist when he dressed forwork. He also wore false hair on his face to hide his translucentcomplexion. His finger nails were no problem as he wore false nailswhen in his Cindy mode.Finally, they agreed that there was nothing more he could do to lookmore like Cindy. .