Her legs shook when she reached her peak, and her warm juices ran down her legs. She pulled her toy out and rested it on her table.She lay in her bed...dreaming of having a man love her. She was twenty-five and still had not found love. She felt so low after having her orgasm. It was not like being with a real man but at least she could make herself cum.She got into her bed naked and drifted off to sleep. Around three o’clock in the morning, she heard whispering and there must have been a. The hands pintching her nipples suddenly grabbed hold of her breasts firmly sqeezing them. As the hands on her thigh sqeezed. The shaft in her ass didn't quit sliding in and out. She hated herself for enjoying this sexual torture. She felt two more hand grab her ass forcfully, she felt their long fingernails in her ass. It was painful but exciting. The demon enjoyed every little part of her. The cock it put down her throat emerged as he gasped for air. Her throat and mouth were so soft and her. Let's see it."I wasn't entirely sure what to do but decided to bow deeply to him. Istood and adopted a smooth and lighter tone. "Um... Thank you Sir. How'sthis?"He nodded. "I can work with that. Get over here."Thank goodness he was desperate too. I dropped the flats and climbed onthe bed. He just about pounced on me. He pushed my shoulders to the bed,lifted my skirt, and gave my big ass a big smack, making me gasp. Then hepulled down the back of my panties, exposing my ass.He paused a moment,. Arriving a half hour ahead of time, I walked around for awhile, finally knocking on her door 10 minutes early. She answered the door with a big smile, the fine smell of homemade bread baking in the air around her. Her hair was hanging loose over her shoulders, not tied back tightly like I had seen each time before. She wore a soft flowered blouse and a skirt instead of the ever present blue jeans. I looked around the simple home, photos hung on the walls, furnishings sparse but functional..