If I did get out, which wasn’t very often, I’d invariably see her. I think she knew, hell I knew she knew my habits. Wherever I was she seemed to ...how up. Talk about gut wrenching; she’d be out with last year’s football star or the current college big shot. He’d be kissing and hugging and squeezing all over her. I couldn’t handle it; I’d end up walking out, just leaving. My friends told me whenever that happened she usually cooled toward the guy she was with and went home early herself. That’s. The demon starts yelling in that Latin language. The man all of thesudden becomes totally motionless. The demon holds his hand out and ajagged dagger appears in it. The demon walks up to the man taking thedagger and making deep slashes in the unknown mans chest. Blood startsrunning down his chest.Joe seeing this yells, "Please whoever you are please help me."The demon spins around and walks over to her backhanding her giving hera bloody nose and Yelling. "I want you to shut up or you might. Strength was coursing through my body, electric pulses making my muscles jump, twitching under my skin. I could barely drive, pressing the accelerator to the floor, pushing the car harder, driving far away from the city. The beast would need to roam tonight, and I was taking myself far into the woods where I could be free.I slammed my fist into the steering wheel, once, twice, again, raging. I tried to hold on, to push it back, wanting to wait until I was further into the forest, get further. Instead I felt a thumb massaging my swollen clit until I was trembling on the edge. There is a point where the line between pain and pleasure blur, and another orgasm would be torture. I remember begging him to stop when he applied the vibrator to my now too sensitive clit. Spasms, struggling, screaming as I could no longer make any juice, a violent excruciating orgasm that left me sweat drenched and exhausted. Limp and totally spent, it was as this point that he chose to finally fill my cunt.