Please!’ he pleaded. ‘Please!’ I turned and looked at him. His eyes were glazed with unshed tears. I had never seen him cry. My reaction was hur...ing him too. ‘No,’ I replied softly, and then continued getting dressed. ‘Tell me what I did wrong. Tell why you are so upset. Tell me what happened to you.’ He was pleading with me. ‘I don’t want to talk about it, Spencer,’ I replied, putting on my jacket and slipping my shoes on at the same time. ‘Please tell me, Edie. I need to know how I hurt. So I motioned for her to get up and come with me. She sat up and shrugged and silently asked 'where?' I had no idea actually, but I just shrugged back and looked around the house. Bedrooms were not an option in case someone woke up. The same with outside. We didn't want to be gone and look suspicious. I pointed to the kitchen and I could see her thinking about it and debating the risks. I walked into the kitchen which was right around the corner behind the T.V. and she ended up following me. We. Maybe it was me? Ryan? No, guys don't giggle. Sylvia. It must be Sylvia. Catching. Laughter, both of us. Weak as a kitten.Ryan again, fat and smooth and warm in my mouth. Pulsing once more, not so much this time, as I swallowed. Cleaning, licking, letting him slip out when he got small again. Sylvia holding me tight from behind while he finished, her hands warm and making small circles on my boobs.Sleepy. On my side facing the fire, Sylvia spooned against me. Her hand warm on my hip. Ryan. I don’t know what was louder, my cries of Nirvana or the cries of joy coming from the demon. Long thick tongue slowly left the insides of me leaving my asshole a loose wet mess as she kissed it making it pucker tight. “mhh hahaha what’s the matter? Nobodies played with this part before” she said rubbing in her kiss with the tip of her finger making me scared but at the same time pulse for more. “wah… what the fuck is wrong with you? Why would you just do that to somebody out of nowhere?” “hmhm.