“Please stop, it’s burning,” she beseeched; her face telling me it was really hurting.He smiled as he eased back from her ass and his cock slid ...ut making an audible pop. Sally collapsed even lower on the desk top but her relief was short lived for he wasn’t finished with her yet; I was a little envious that for an older guy he had such stamina and lasting power. He grabbed her waist again and then forced his cock back deeply into her pussy, thrusting hard into her.Sally looked at me, distress. He felt a raw blast of power, her entire life-force, exploding out of her and covering him with its energy and he collapsed onto her limp body, smearing her crimson blood yet further with his chest.He lay atop her. Dare he believe that the energy he had felt meant that the ritual had in fact worked? He shook himself, looking down at his blood smeared body and the body of his now dead wife, her skin already taking on a pale and bloodless hue. He found that he was entirely calm, dispassionate, in. I feel you move between my legs, your hips spreading my thighs even wider as you bring that hard cock up to the entrance of my waiting pussy. I reach down and try to put my hand around it but it is too hard and thick for my small fingers to reach around it completely. I guide it to my waiting entrance and you slowly push that hard smooth head past my pussy lips and I feel it as you push deeper, the friction on my g-spot driving me crazy as I gasp and call out your name. You continue to push. He said nothing. We walked for about ten minutes before we stopped at a building. It didn’t look like a police station. I had no idea what it was. He opened the front door and then led me down a small alleyway. We walked a bit further and then he opened another door. He led me inside. I was standing in a very small apartment, dark and barely decorated. He took me into another room- a bedroom. He sat on a wooden chair across from the bed and pointed to my dress. “Take it off,” he ordered. I.