I feel her cold body next to mine and I shiver. I put a hard down and feel her cunt, is swollen and moist. I turn her to spoon, and open her legs. I r...b her pussy for an minute, then slip into her. Never has my cock thanked me more, it should have been in there 12 hours before. I thrust slowly, removeing my drowsiness, and building her up towards putty in hands time. II pull out then and start rubbing my wet cock all around, aiming to get her arse ready for some fun. It's all soaking so ring. Shortly after I graduated from Law school, my parents sat me down and talked to me. They revealed to me the awful truth. I didn’t believe them. Not long after, the Demon Lord Aeshma Daeva manifested himself to me. He appeared as a tall, decent-looking White guy in his early forties. And he wanted to make a deal with me. Now, I might be new to all things supernatural but I do remember that deals with the Devil are bad. So I told him to go fuck himself. Bad idea. The Demon Lord promptly reminded. In the background, he couldsense his other victim's presence as well, and the pain and fear,which, at the primal level his thoughts had been reduced to, he hadthought couldn't get any worse, exploded to new levels as external andinternal organs churned around and rearranged. When his feetdisappeared into the pumpkin, the bottom sealed itself and the face hehad carved disappeared, replaced only by seamless skin. All thatremained of his mind at that moment was pure overwhelming primal fearthat. I could just hear the shower shutting off and I arrived in the bedroom just as she stepped out of the en-suite. Her radiant round face and a glimpse of her chest under the terrycloth robe made my clitty twitch in its cage. I love her so much. She smiled when she saw me, drying her sandy hair. "Hi hon, did it go well?" I only made some grunting sounds around the seed still sloshing around in my mouth which had gotten pretty watery. This cracked her up. She laughed.