“Dumb question”. As she lay back on the sofa, I held my knob at the entrance to her pussy, again teasing her lips and clit, enjoying seeing her sq...irm in delight. “Put it in me, please” she begged, so I slowly slid my full length into her, and started to rock backwards and forwards on my knees. The previous nights escapades had the effect of allowing me to last longer than I probably ever have done, and I managed to fuck Sharon in at least three different positions, before laying her flat on. She?d spent the time going over the cell from top to bottom, examining every inch for some sign of a way out, and she was convinced there was none. Gradually she became aware of a scent, she inhaled deeply and her mouth flooded with saliva, her stomach growling painfully as she recognized the smell of grilled hamburger. She looked around and saw something new outside the bars of the cell. A small rolling table had been pushed into the light; on it was a plate with a huge hamburger, loaded with. “Oooooowwww Yeah!” Natalie cried out involuntarily. Her nipples were pulled and pinched, her arsehole stretched, her pussy excavated by rough fingers. She didn’t need the experience sweetened by the fingers on her clit, but they were a definite bonus.Actually they were more than a bonus. There was definite orgasmic potential there. Once again Natalie’s attention was diverted. The woman grabbed her by the hair, one of the men holding his cock in front of her face. “Make fucking sure that cock. She had never encountered a Demon who could resist a human’s blood, especially when in the throws of passion. And, even more odd, the girl looked happy, not like a girl who had been taken or forced against her will. Could it really have been a Demon, she asked herself. ‘Yes’ the answer whispered gently into her ear, but from who or where she didn’t know. ‘Get the fuck out of my head, asshole’ she yelled, knowing full and well that her tormentor would hear her. Loud and clear. She tried.