"I was sure it would be the last time I would hear my real name spoken."Well, sweetness, I reckon I love you and all them purtee, young thangs."The la...t thing I saw before I died was her smile.And then I was falling, falling, falling into darkness.But I didn't appear in Lucifer's fires or Astarte's starlight. I was severed free of both my Pacts by these amazing women. Instead, I appeared in a sickly, twisted forest, the trees skeletal, their bark stripped away by the burning wind. I remembered. “You better not, you dumb slut.” I told him. Actually, I didn’t care. He’d be cumming a lot before I was through with him. I stopped my tongue bath of his balls and returned to his ass, licking it and jamming my tongue into his tight rosebud, tongue fucking his delicious hole. I could barely hear him moaning and begging for me to stop over the sound of my tongue lapping up his sweaty ass crack. I decided I needed to finally up Philipp’s domination. I removed my clothes as he remained bent over,. Oh, I know some girls that can actually lift another girl. But then only if there is a big size difference, and not the fancy ones that the guys can do. Like your girlfriend there, I know I could do a lift with her, she’s so small. But beyond just lifting her over my head? Nope, it would just be a simple lift to a back arch, then back down.”We chatted for a bit, and taking a look around she smiled and asked us our skate sizes. She then skated behind the counter and handed us each a pair.. On those remembered Sunday mornings Chrissie would come out as I was polishing the car, bringing with her two mugs of coffee. We would drink the coffee companionably with Chrissie usually relaxing in the front passenger seat enjoying the scent of leather and real wood. Our chatter was idle and humorous. Chrissie had always been a giggler and she demonstrated her dexterity as we chatted. Then she would take the empty mugs indoors and return to join me in the drive around. Those were such happy.