For now, however, go to the washroom and clean up a bit. You stink and I don't like having smelly people around. I'm the chief tormentor, not one of t...e tormented, after all," I smiled savagely at her, making her shiver in spite of Hell's vaunted heat.By now, however, Azrael had driven his human host to suicide, and perversely, he also landed in my presence, along with Azrael, too. I never could get Jehovah's logic as to why he dumped certain humans on us. Some didn't really seem to deserve. He tore his mouth from hers before he got too involved. He needed to hear her say yes. "Well?" he asked insistently.Her eyes blinked slowly at him as if coming from a dream. She stared up at him, astonished and then felt him shake her gently."Carlie, when a man proposes, he expects an answer."She tore herself away, putting the length of the sofa between them. "I... I can't marry you, I can't." Tears slid down her cheeks. "I don't know who I am or if I'm already married. I don't know anything. He took her hand and helped her out. As I was shutting the door Brett told me to park the car and then join them. Brett had a tie on along with slacks, fine leather shoes and his jacket. I had brought my jacket, but jeans and cowboy boots were what I wore. I wish I had grabbed a tie, just in case. Ok, the cuck can't really compete with the Bullfriend anyway, so why bother. I entered and the hostess was just taking them to our table. I sat across the couple as always. We discussed what. Isla’s skin tingled and her nipples hardened; she delighted in his touch. Alex pulled a leather blindfold down over her eyes, he held his hands firmly over hers as he told her not to move, turnaround or speak.He lifted her dress stroking her firm, round arse. He moved one hand between her legs and slid two fingers inside her. The silky heat of her wet pussy instantly making him harder. He slowly moved his fingers deeper into her pussy, circling her G-spot, his thumb flicking across her clit..