"It takes a minute to get them down over your hips; the tightness I'd admired earlier now seems like a Chinese finger trap - but finally they come fre... and I skim them down your luscious legs - and off. You raise your legs so your feet are flat on the bed, spread them wide and I dive in with my mouth. Later I'll take time to admire the view; now this is about your pleasure. Bypassing your thighs, I move straight to the core of you... kissing your sweet wet pussy, the fragrance of you. It’s not a devil. It’s not even an evil spirit, per se. It’s a powerful, pagan entity, a heathen demigod, of sorts. Not unlike a satyr, in fact, except that it possesses bodies rather than having its own. It left its traces and imprint on your mother and you, not to mention your sister, but it was always stronger with you than with Stephanie or Hortense, because you’re male. It always bonds more with masculine energy than feminine for some reason.“You only had a bit of its residue, its energy. ”The twins stood between me and the TV and dropped their pants in unison. Morgan had on boxers but Logan was naked under his Levi’s. As Morgan shook off his underwear, I was watching them both, their cocks were growing longer and thicker under my stare. Both dicks grew steadily until they were standing well over 8 inches tall, pointing their thick mushroom heads toward the ceiling, the skin tight around the girth of their pricks. The tails of their shirts were hanging over their nuts which were. ."Through her alcohol-fogged haze, the eighteen-year-old didn't feel the secretive shame and embarrassment with the two young men that she had felt last night with her own mother. Perhaps the presence of the two young dog-brothers also subtly put her at her ease, because they were both so much like her own pet.She didn't have any idea how long she talked to the two students whom her mother had befriended, but she remembered the point at which they professed not to believe what she was saying.