Better than that shit job Corrections had set him up with.This wasn't his first whack job, not the first woman either. Lotta guys didn't do women, som...thing about it didn't sit right, even for the hardest guys. Like it would bring bad luck or something. Sid didn't know about that, most people tended to make their own luck, he figured. Like the woman upstairs, whatever she'd done was going to bring a lot of bad luck as soon as he finished his smoke. Three grand was a lot for a job like this,. My car was even there as I had taken a taxi to the airport to avoid leaving it parked at the airport for two weeks.As was becoming usual, I saw no one and heard no one. My house was undisturbed. I didn't check the mail because I felt it wouldn't matter. I pulled the RV far up into my drive. With a side entrance garage, that was a long way from the street. It wasn't out of sight but looked, I hoped, purposeful to casual onlookers. I had to bring food in from the RV because the cupboard was bare. I shook my head to silence my inner voice. The beasts hand closed over mine, I snarled in pain, the bones grated against each other and made by stomach flip. I thought I was going to throw up. The kissing on my neck stopped. The demon's fingers still moved inside me, stroking pleasure through my system, and his rasping tongue touched the broken place in my hand.The sensation of bones knitting together was almost as painful as them breaking apart. My brain was preoccupied with the pain in my. Stick your fingers in my cunt!" Instead he gripped the flimsy silk of her little knickers. She squealed as he ripped them away jerking her buttocks up off the bed briefly as he did so. She gasped as his weight fell on her. The bulging head of hs cock was nudging the swollen lips of her gaping cunt. She wriggled with excitment then squealed as he ran it up into her. Her hole clutched his meat and sucked as he drew back briefly and then rammed it still deeper into her soft slippery love tunnel..