Both of us were drenched in perspiration and my mother’s body glistened in sweat. She now rose up, still holding my dick and sat beside me. I looked...at her huge glistening body. She ran her palm over my erection; she held my dick in her hand and looked at it. She gently rolled down the foreskin again and exposed the tip. I was throbbing. She now bent her huge body and brought her lovely face to my penis. What was she going to do? She suddenly took out her tongue and flicked the tip; the blood. I do not know, where I was getting all this courage as I did not dither for a second and said, “Oh, I bet you do”. A big grin showed on my face.Next moment, she was on her feet, undressing herself in a jiffy as she asked me, “Tell me, Peter; when was the last time you had a good fuck”? I had to confess that I had not fucked a worthy pussy since breaking off with the last bitch I had for my girlfriend, was found cheating on me for a black cock about a month ago. “O’ my God! You really needed to. Here we go. I deny you your freedom, Depravity.”————The effect was instant. The demon burst through the surface of me in a possession and the pact magic overrode everything. It obliterated vampire bonds like they were fragile rope, denied me even the rights to my own body. It was the strangest sensation of being a prisoner in my own mind. I was awake, watching through my eyes, but I had no control where they looked. He had everything and he flexed his fingertips with a gleeful laugh. But I. I have myeye on him. I'm going to find out exactly what happened.There's Dirk. He makes the black suit look especially good. He's tall,lean and perfectly proportioned. He could model that black suit onbillboards and sell millions of them.And there is Pie. Oh my, he, and it's hard to not call him "she," he issmall, skinny, and the black suit makes him look positively delicate. Hisblond hair has a big poofy wave in front that almost covers his eyes. Heis flat chested, and has a stick figure, like.