"Oh God..." Arla moaned. "Ohhhh..." No, we're not God, just his faithful angels," Felicità giggled. The two mortals' moans got louder and louder, as ...hey got closer and closer to climax. They were almost there. Almost ... Almost..."It looks like they're ready." Felicità and Piacetta stopped stimulating the girls, much to their annoyance, and turned to see Amia, who had walked into the room. "I shall be taking them now." Yes Lady Amia," The two lesser angels bowed, pulling the mortals out of the. Now, what is it you want from me?" Well, you can cover that for a start," she said, putting an invoice on the table.The invoice was for her halls of residence accommodation. Three hundred and sixty pounds for ten weeks. I smiled to myself, Lisa would have spent that much on a pair of shoes. I took out my cheque book and wrote one for the full amount, made out to the university estates department. I held the cheque out for her. She took it and studied it."The full amount, up front—you would do. She kissed me, driving her toungue nearly down my throat. While she did this, she unzipped my jeans, and pulled out my hard, pulsating cock. She began to stroke my slowly, caressing my head and shaft. She also took the time to tease my balls. We stopped kissing as I watched her stroke my cock. I could barely keep my breath. She was good, amazingly good. Even jerking myself off, I never felt this way. She eased on down, and slowly put her lips on my cock. Taking the head only, teasing. Choose, fucko!" More guffaws from his gang."'A'..." was all I could manage to say. Then, holding my head with two hands, he pulled my mouth even closer to his still flaccid cock. It bunched up, limply, against my mouth. Resigned, I reached out and held the base of his dick, lifting it up in an effort to straighten it out somewhat. It was floppy and hard to control."Suck it real good, sport!" Spike growled. I opened my mouth and put it on his prick. It tasted salty and very sweaty. I could also.