You’re the Devil!” Jane instinctively crossed herself, no doubt reflecting her Catholic upbringing.“I’m A devil, not THAT Devil. I am Lord Asm...deus, Prince of Darkness and King of Hell. I’ve taken over from Satan, who is dead now. Yes, that’s right. Hell is under new management, you see. Most people don’t burn there anymore. Not unless they burned someone else. But, yes, I’m here for your soul. On the plus side, I plan to damn you by fucking you. That’s more pleasurable than getting your finger. He and I agreed. The two days before he was coming it was all I could think about. I was nervous at work and jittery. I was excited and nervous. I just wanted it to happen. The night of she was extremely nervous. She drank a little alcohol and we talked but she was so nervous I was worried she would back out. When he was on his way I calmed her by fucking her slowly and stopping just before orgasim to get her extremely turned on. I told her how sexy she was and how I couldn't wait to watch her. Her hair was no longer tied back and flowed down to her shoulders, she had undone a few buttons on her blouse and her jacket was draped across a chair. She noticed that I was looking and taking all this in and she apologized and said everyone was usually gone by now and she had a lot of work to do and felt more relaxed this way. She asked if I would bring some paperwork back to Mary my Secretary as there were forms that needed to be signed right a way. I didn’t mind. As she leaned. When paul left, mike came up to me and said, "i saw you stairing at my cock. you want to suck it, don't you?" I got a hard-on thinking about it and decided i didn't want to pass on that. so i told him, "yes" i followed him inside where he took his shorts off and sat in his lazy boy chair. he spread his legs open and revealed his beautiful balls. they were tight and perfectly round, and sat perfect with his big beautiful dick. i told him how sexy i thought his cock was and got down on my knees.