Then it stops, not touching you, but you feel the breeze it makes over your clit, laughing, screaming and sobbing you beg for release. You beg to cum,...still riding the crescendo but slipping just a bit. You beg some more laughing and crying as the almost electric currents of pleasure still ricochets through your body. You can feel your captor smile...you hear a giggle... and then "who am I to deny you your pleasure? They say laughter is the best orgasm" and on the final word the feathers dance. The Dark prince made his way between his new follower's legs and delicately spread them open. He lowered his bald horned head and masterfully flicked his forked tongue on Lucy's clit. Lucy gasped loudly and brought her hands down onto the demon lord's head pulling him closer to her warm wanting pussy. Satan reached up and under Lucy's gown with his long powerful arms and cupped her breasts. He pushed his long serpentine tongue into her sweet wet cunt and rubbed her nipples with his rough red. .but is that it? That can't be the deal," I added."I'll give or do whatever you want... if you have some more fun with me?"she asked."Fun? What are you talking about? What do you mean by fun?" I asked."I have you and Neil. The two best sons any single mother could ask for.I wouldn't trade you for the world. But sometimes when I'm watching amovie or tv show or when I see a mother and daughter at work, I sometimeswish I had a daughter of my own. Someone I could go shopping with.Someone I can talk. Mage Christina's people were tracking a high level Coalition Mage and another who appeared to be his assistant, though whether he was a journeyman or another Mage they could not decide, nor had they even gained sight of them, simply observed certain magical effects as to their visitations to the leading lights of the Junta. Further escalations in the war meant that the tensions and mental fog in the streets kept things tense for us, though our expertise in taking down Coalition teams kept us.