Satisfying himself with a nod, he swallowed against the desire to taste her, to drink from her, and followed her to the kitchen, where he sat at the t...ble and watched her reach down a bottle of wine. He could feel the fine tension in the room, and saw by the set of her shoulders, and the slight trembling she fought to hide from him, that she was still as tightly wound as he was. It thrilled him to know that all he had to do was touch her, and she would fall apart. ‘Merlot?’ she asked, turning. The man's most primal urges surged through his brain. This apparition seemed to have walked out of his most erotic dreams, and his most horrifying nightmares. She matched his innermost image of the perfect woman: from the cut of her hair, to the exact shade of her skin, and even the precise blend of curves and toned muscles he found most irresistible. But the huge leathern wings and wicked horns made it clear that this was no *human* woman. Adrenaline and testosterone coursed through his. With my feet hanging over on side and my head hanging a little over other. David to down on his knees and slid his cock into my mouth. He was gentle but as he kept going he was going deeper. I started to gag and he immediately pulled back but he kept on doing that and as I gagged he would quickly pull back. I reached up and cupped his balls in my hands. I pushed him back until hid cock was out of my mouth and I started licking his cock from the tip to his balls where I sucked one ball at a. She looked about my age, 23 or so.Marco stepped towards her and took her hand and led her towards me."Christine, I would like you to meet Cherie."The girl stepped to me, put a hand on my shoulder and then kissed my cheek. It surprised me a little as I had never seen her before. I was thinking she was one of Marco's escorts."Nice to meet you Cherie. Do you work for Marco."She smiled and looked down at the floor."No, no Christine. Cherie is not one of girls. In fact, Cherie is actually a very.