She landed in a fiery land of pain and suffering. All around her she could hear the screams of thousands of people. She looked around and she was surr...unded by tiny horned demons. She screamed at their presence and they all jumped on her. They began clawing at her skin and tearing off her clothes. They drug her over to an old fashioned stirrup and locked her hands and head in. They began ravaging her body sticking their cocks in any whole they could find. It was agony and terror the likes of. Carly went back to her office and did her best to focus on work for the rest of the afternoon. She had calls to make and meetings to plan. Carly was most in her element when she was exploring and executing new deals for her company. And that kept her mind off the increasingly intense circumstances she found herself in. Carly stayed at the office late. When she got home, her husband Paul was out. Carly figured he had stayed late at his own office, or he was at the university library researching. On one of my nights off, I went over to Marie’s to hang out and watch a movie. When I got there, Marie answered the door wearing a pair of jeans and her ‘librarian’ sweater. She thinks this sweater is kind of ho-hum, but it shows just enough cleavage to make you want to see much more, and it shows off the few freckles on her upper chest which drives me crazy. We sat down on the couch next to each other, kicked our feet up on the ottoman, and got comfortable, then started the movie. Sitting. She beckoned, ‘Come on.’ She led me behind a large rock, then, in one movement, took off her bra top. She had lovely little breasts, small, beautifully shaped and with little pink/brown nipples and aureolae.‘Wow,’ I gasped, ‘they’re so beautiful Lucy.’ ‘If you let me see your dick, i’ll show you my quim,’ she looked at me archly. ‘I don’t think you’ve ever seen a boy’s cock,’ I said. I was hard, as she must have seen, I manoeuvred my tight fitting briefs over it and showed it to her. She.