He felt secure. His mom and sister had driven all his fears away with their love and thoughtfulness. He was home, where he belonged. He was just dozin... off when he heard the now familiar "Oooohhh... Lord... it's so good..." and he sat bolt upright in bed. His heart began to pound, and the sound pierced his soul. He wondered if he were going through some monstrous, nightmarish ordeal that he was destined to endure every night of his life. Thoughts of the night before flashed across his. It wasn’t nearly as long as it had been last night and it was no longer red. Nor was there any longer a pointed spike on the end of it, but it was still definitely a tail.“I think my horns fell under the bed,” she said softly. “Those damn pitchforks seemed to just melt away while we were making love.”He reached up and softly twirled her nipple between his fingers. “You look better without them,” he said with a smile.“How did you know,” she asked, “that it was me rather than Lucy?”“I didn’t,”. Jane suggested Alan fire up the barbeque and we get some food into our stomachs. After a hearty meal, we just flopped down and relaxed. Jane sat on one side of the L-shaped sofa with me. Alan and Meg, on the other section.Jane snuggled up to me and put my arm around her. Meg lay down with her head on Alan's lap. I was sure something was going to happen, but the doorbell rang. Alan answered the door and came back with another couple, Lenny and Maggie.I looked over at Meg and wondered what the. ”Slowly, carefully, lovingly, the two had merged last night on that couch, their lips met and they moved slowly, merging deeper with every gentle stroke, with her relaxing her muscles to absorb and caress him, while their sexual organs filled with as much blood as they could hold, their combined heat almost too hot to endure. Aided by their combined juices, they moved smoothly, steadily, without pain or discomfort, simply creating unfathomable masses of endorphins in their brains to milk every.