It looked more like a card than a letter. When I opened it, I sort of felt numb. Not only was it a card, but a wedding invitation. I guess her dating ...urned in too much more.I looked at the dates and noticed it was during one of my vacation rotations. “Pretty convenient” I thought.My personal baggage arrived from Europe a couple days later and I busied myself with unpacking my personal things.I tried my best to get the whole wedding thing out of my head, but it wasn’t working. I knew I. Perhaps it was her slightly gothic leaningswhich she displayed often on nights out, but rarely in the office, evengoing so far as to wear pink lipstick today and having a desk drawer fullof her 'products'.Allison put her bag down next to her chair, fluffed out her raven hair,and strolled into Chris' office through the open door. She greeted himand walked around behind his desk, on the excuse of seeing what accountshe was looking at, just in case she could help him with anything. Hehappily. Straight from the airport, we were in bed. After a couple of hours of catch up sex, she says – I have a surprise for you, go look in my suitcase.I jump out of bed naked, bend down at the suitcase. I suddenly find her boobs pressed against my back, her fingers probing my ass, and then suddenly, something slides in!She’s using a strap-on in me. It was painful, but I got into the rhythm and suddenly, my cock perked up. She grabbed it and wanked me with the same pace as her hips bucked into me. I. .. no such thing demon.. FILTH. Just kill me and get it over with.." He genuinely hoped she would just give him the easy way out, he had heard of how prisoners had been tortured by demons before. "Oh.. my dear boy, you see you have no choice... and you will help me whether you like it or not, which you won't... you really really won't." She shoved his head away, standing up, completely towering over him in this position, making her seem even bigger. With a quick swish of her hand Daf's armor.