She slowly moved me towards the bed and sat me down on the edge of it while she opened the bottle of wine and poured two glasses; she looked over at m... with a mischievous smile and said she had been waiting for this all day from when we first started talking. I could not deny that the sexual tension between us was immense. She handed me my glass and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips, her lips were soft and full and felt so good against mine. She glanced down and could see my trousers straining. And I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but taking out demons is my entire job description.”“No,” Michael said firmly, “it’s not. Your job is to take out threats, and Rita isn’t a threat.”Brandi was tempted to try to fling the holy water over Michael’s head, but she knew she could never forgive herself if he was injured, and so she restrained herself and listened to her ex-lover’s words.“Rita’s not here to take us over - she’s here for research. Don’t look at me like that! She’s not here to. Suddenly we just simply lurched at each other, and the world itself might have flowed away in our come. It just kept going, going, going. "Oooh," she cried. "Oooh." And our bodies were locked in the wildest heat I think I'd ever known.We pounded each other repeatedly still, but with ever less intensity, our guts finally spilling themselves away to each other. And then there came that moment when we didn't have to shove as much or as hard, and when we could breathe again; and we took deep. When she finally reached a place where she could see into the bedroom, she was shocked to see Mary Beth in the middle of the bed being fucked doggie style by a big black man. Mary Beth was sucking the cock of a young Mexican, who was kneeling in front of her, while two white guys stood by the bed working on their cocks while watching. All of the men were young enough to be her sons. Bonnie stood dead still and watched the erotic tableau-taking place in front of her. The Mexican apparently came.