WHO are you?"Satan hesitated a moment and then said, "I'll tell you about me at a later time. That will take a while. But for now, what's important is...to understand the power I can bestow on you." Satan studied the boy's face. "You still don't believe me, do you?" How can I? It's like weird."Satan stared into Charlie's eyes, the window to his soul. He saw a shy, timid boy. Nothing like what he'd expect in his son, but what disgusted him most was the goodness he saw. However, Satan knew that. Which it seemed to him was quite a bit. She masturbated almost as much as he did, and that was a lot.His attention was drawn back to his screen as his sister climaxed. She was arching her back and humping her hips against the pillow with fast, powerful thrusts. She had a hand working each nipple, twisting and stretching her erect, pink nipples intensifying her orgasm. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open in the classic O of a powerful orgasm. Brian popped his nut as she climaxed, his. I've been about ready to write you off, but Terry is so strong on your skills that I'm living up to my promises and doing everything I can to make this work. Stop and think. Any idea what he might be doing?" Getting concubines with special skills? But why me? I don't know much about kids. Maybe someone could turn me into a killer. However, this is sounding like a group for something other than personal purposes. I..." It suddenly occurred to Karen where they were talking, and that Terry had. Finally, we took our blissful bizzareness inside to avoid both heat stroke and the 911 wrath of outraged neighbors.It was about ten minutes later... Wrapped in a couple of damp towels, an exquisite vision of loveliness came slowly floating down the long, shadowed hallway towards me. One long, bare arm was cocked above her head, balancing the turban about her wet hair. The slim fingers of her other hand held the horizontally striped folds of the second towel about her tall, lanky beauty. There.