Jason gasped, and stepped backwards a step. Father Ignatius fell to his knees, and slowly grasped his cross. His companion, Father Plimpton was not fa...ring as well. He started screaming and held his hands to his head.Father Plimpton walked to just short of the pentagram. Then he fell, flat and erect, across it; thus breaking the continuity of the demon's prison."FREE!" the demon screamed in glee, and flowed out of his prison. Jason struggled to regain control over his mind, and was able to. Brandon's pretty red lips were just meant for giving blowjobs, Rick decided, and he was determined to get one off him. He hurried home and started fixing a meal but could hardly concentrate because he was so horny.At twenty six his dick still would sometimes rise of its own accord and it kept stretching across his left thigh as he thought about sexy Brandon and his cute little bubble butt all trussed up in his tight working pants. He could almost feel the heat of Brandon's ass, just thinking. Faith was still heaving around on the altar, but it was no longer fear moving her; it was pleasure. The other girls watched, entranced, as Jamie sucked and lapped at Faith's spread open gash.Above them, the smoke grew and coalesced until a body, glowing red and covered in scaly skin formed. "She is mine." it said. The girls tried to hide their faces from the horror above, but they were forced to watch as between its repulsive legs, a hideous staff, looking like a horse's cock, long, slimy, red,. Not that I lacked for friends, but my friends were always different. Well, it makes sense because I wasn't exactly mainstream, but I never felt like a jock or the kind of MAN that you see in the movies or on TV. Top that off with my obsession for bras and what do you get?That's what I'm trying to figure out.Not having a heck of a lot of money I mostly looked at the displays and wandered the place. I realized it didn't feel right to feel the air on my head any more. I kind of liked not having to.