Through the twisting of their souls, the darkening of their spirits.Sometimes Lucifer liked to watch it all unfold in the world above, observe his flo...k flex their unique talents and pervert the minds of innocents towards sex. Other perversions were nice too, but sex was what turned on the lights nowadays. Rock and roll, robbery, gossip, and all that jazz just didn't cut it anymore. But it was fun, and typically unpunished.Lucifer lazily reclined, flames dancing around his face, and watched as. More pre-cum appeared out of the cock in front of me and I went to lick it off but without actually thinking about it I just took his cock-head in my mouth and held it there. I ran my tongue over the smoothness and tasted the saltiness of his juice again. I smoothed my tongue over and round the rim of his cock-head and tickled the underneath. His gentle thrusting became more urgent and I felt him pushing his stiffness into my mouth and filling me but I was more than happy with that and let him. Maybe it's time to take a concrete pill – as they say at the station – and harden the fuck up! Okay, here goes: I think I'm a lesbian. A rug-munching, fuzz-bumping, clam-digging, scissor sister! A fucking diesel-dyke copper; what a cliché.I thought that would make me feel better, but it didn't. It makes me feel worse, not least of all because it's not true. I just made myself cry. Good job, Anna.I'm straight; I like guys.I like the way they look and I like the way they feel.I love my husband.I. He joined her in the driver seat and started the car, both of them almost panting from hunger for each other. They made small talk and subtle flirts as they drove to his house, but her mind couldn’t help but reel at the fact that she was staying with him instead of a hotel. Yes, after all these years she still trusted the man, but at HIS house? It was too late now as they drove up the long windy driveway to his house. At first she saw the 3-door garage, and she wondered why he would need so.