" your voice quivered, hoping he wasn't."Indeed, I am. The Devil, at your service." He nodded his head, before returning his stare to you."Are you gon...a kill me?" Certainly not, I never kill a client." he responded."Client?" you pondered, wondering what he was talking about."Yes, I heard your offer. Your soul for one sexual experience with Ms. Britney Spears. I have come to tell you that I would be willing to accept these terms." You're serious!?" Quite. Now do we have a deal." No." His eyes. I continued to kiss my way up her neck and then pulled the top of her babydoll down so her tits would be fully revealed. That was the thing that mesmerized me most about my mom: her large tits. My girlfriend had small tits, so having these mammoth tits available to me was super exciting. I gazed at them for awhile, feeling them, massaging them. Though she was older than me and more sexually experienced than me, I wanted to call the shots when it came to sex. So I gently pushed her down on the. The harp music was louder here, and there was a strange overtone to it, almost theremin-like. The room itself was suffused with a pale misty glow, and another (or was it the same?) angelic figure stood inside. It beckoned to Titus."Greetings, mortal." The same unearthly voice.Titus waved weakly. "Uh, hi. Why am I here?" "You have led a hard life, mortal." That's an understatement. So, I get to go to heaven?" Titus let a bit of hope enter his voice.The angel inclined its head slightly, its body. The doorman quietly greeted me and held open the stained glass door for the both of us. The Head Waiter noted our arrival and quickly approached with all the dignity of his kind, saying our table is prepared and waiting.As we were being seated I gave the room a solid look for any other that might be a threat to our quiet dinner. As I did not see nor feel any of the others of our kind, I waited for my lady to seat herself then I joined her in relaxing in firm, warm dark leather and padding. The.