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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br />Writings from me.<br />For you.<br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get hit by a fucking car.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off the curb and BAM.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Floating for a while.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gently land in a room with granite floors, torch lighting, a waiting room-like area and one of the cutest girls you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Red skin, thin, curved horns, wings, wearing a white blouse that only JUST held in her amazing rack.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hello!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's bubbly, cute and sweet enough to give you diabetes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Walk up to counter.</span><br />&quot;Um. Hi. Where am I?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cocks head. &quot;Oh, sorry. Yeah, your kinda dead...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Dead?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I saw it on the monitor. It was fucking brutal. One of the best I've seen this week!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Monitor?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She points over your shoulder at an old TV suspended from one of those old wall mounts in the corner.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look just in time to see a drunk guy trip and fall ten floors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wince as he hits.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright.&quot; she says. &quot;Let's get you oriented.&quot; And pulls out a clipboard.</span><br />&quot;So, where exactly is this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't even glance up from the papers. &quot;You're in hell sweetie.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hell? Why hell?!?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The demon is shocked at your outburst. &quot;Jesus, calm down.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why? You're going to torture me!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the concern drains from her face. &quot;That's what you're freaking out about?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Wouldn't you?!?!&quot; You scream, menacing an accusatory finger at the woman.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;*Scoff* Dude, relax. We haven't done shit like that in thousands of years. It got boring after the first few of centuries.&quot;</span><br />&quot;What?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, no one does that. So can you relax now?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still visibly tense.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;*Sighs* &quot;How about a blowjob?&quot;</span><br />wut.jpg &quot;Excuse me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You won't relax and now I'm stressed. I'll blow you, de-stress, you feed me, I de-stress me.&quot;</span><br />Processing.gif &quot;Alright.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Really? I mean just a second ago, you were screaming.&quot;</span><br />&quot;If there's one thing in my life that I've learned, is that it's never a good idea to pass up a free BJ.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shrugs. &quot;Can't argue with that logic... Right.&quot; She stands, revealing that she is in fact not wearing anything on her lower half. &quot;Follow me.&quot; She sets an &quot;At lunch&quot; sign on her desk, takes your hand and shoves you into a nearby closet.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shuts the door behind her, a wicked grin on her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pushes you against the far wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Take your pants off now.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She falls to her knees and nearly rips your boxers off your crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your penis is just becoming erect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grips it in one hand and slowly strokes it, exposing her long black tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks up at you with pleading eyes and takes a single lingering lick up the underside of your shaft.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That did it. You were going nowhere.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shaft instantly springs to life.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The demonete under you squeals in joy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, this is perfect! I haven't had one like this in a long time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She plants a kiss right at the very tip before pushing it past her lips and into her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue is already lapping feverishly at your cum slit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's so hot inside her that you might just melt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knees week, arms heavy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She suckles harder at the tip then slams her head down to your crotch, jamming your whole length down her throat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lock up then moan loudly, sucking air though your nose in an attempt to not cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's swallowing hard, trying to inhale your dick and that tongue is everywhere at once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She starts pumping up and down, releasing when she pulls off and sucking even harder when she pushes forward.</span><br />&quot;Oh fuck.&quot; You're so close.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hear schlicking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;See that she's got two fingers knuckle-deep in her own pussy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Too fucking hot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Grab her horns and pull her down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moans around your dick, sending shocks up your spine.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Finally cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thick hot spunk fires out of your cock and down her throat, some coming back up to pool in her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She squeals and twists, cumming from your cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After you stop pumping the girl with cum, she still gently suckles your dick for a few minutes before popping off and smiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think that you'll fit in here just fine. Now just some paperwork and I'll take you to your apartment.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Basking in the afterglow with the amazing girl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Door to closet opens with enough force to nearly shatter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Big fucking goat-thing.</span><br />Pic related to face.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wearing some black Tripp pants and an Iron Maiden T-shirt that hides her fucking amazing body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice rack, tight waist and nice big hips go nicely with a semi-plump ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What the FUCK Jess!?&quot; She practically roars.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh so that's her name... Cool.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jess turns around, wiping some leftover cum off her chin. &quot;What?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're ALREADY on his dick.&quot; She says gesturing to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jess licks her fingers, apparently done with her cleanup. &quot;Yeah, well I got hungry.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're always hungry.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...I know...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The goat then turns to you. &quot;Hi. Sorry about her. She's on a bit of a diet so she can get a little...Impulsive.&quot;</span><br />You try and brush it off. &quot;It's fine really. I enjoyed it. Probably the best welcome I've ever gotten.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggles sweetly. &quot;Yeah, well, that's hell for ya'. Why don't you come on out of there and I can get you settled into your flat?&quot;</span><br />You've pulled up your lower garments and are just finishing fastening your belt. &quot;You're just giving me an apartment?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems confused. &quot;Um.. Y-Yeah. I mean, how else would you live here?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good point. Well, how about work? What can I do to earn a little money?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, that's not really a thing down here. Hey, why don't we get you settled in and then I'll tell you everything you want to know about hell?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sounds good.&quot; You say, helping Jess up and walking back into the main room.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey?&quot; Jess asks as she slides back behind the desk. &quot;Come back and tell me where you live, alright? I might get hungry again.&quot; She smiles and winks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as she does that, you are pulled out another door on the opposite corner of the room, onto the street outside of the building.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The goat grabs your hand, and begins to pull you down the road. &quot;So I'm Sarah, a Baphomet and sort of your guide around here. So there's lots to do day-by-day.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Like what?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, there's a few art studios, garages, brothels, torture studios, stand-up bars, Chip 'n Dale's, some weapons ranges and there's a monthly riot, every last Saturday of the month.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sounds like a lot of stuff.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, well, your down here forever so you might as well make the most of it. I mean, hell, there was I guy I knew that spent six hundred years doing nothing but fucking from sunrise to sunset. Made quite a name for himself, too.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Fuck me... That's impressive.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're telling me! So how'd you end up here?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I have no idea.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stops in the middle of the sidewalk and pulls you into an alley. &quot;What do you mean?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I don't know how I got here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leaned back and cocked her hips. &quot;Killed anyone?&quot;</span><br />&quot;A few in the army.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That wouldn't do it. Raped anyone?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Nope, never.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anything that you regret?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I never bought a sex doll.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She taps her chin a few times. &quot;I have no idea. By what I'm hearing, you should have been at least considered for that ego-stroking army. What about god? Did you believe in god?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm an atheist&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That would do it...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Really? Well, I mean I believe in him now. Does that count?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She scoffs and exhales though her nose. &quot;Like you'd ever want to be part of that bullshit worship party.&quot;</span><br />&quot;What do you mean?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighs and lifts up her top.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's not wearing a bra...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Creamy white-furred melons spill out in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pink nipples tip the white mounds creating a sexy contrast that draws your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then they get hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Little points of diamond on the end of fleshy mountains of pleasure fire blood into your dick faster then you can think &quot;erect&quot;.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You reach out and touch one, letting your palm slide over the rock-hard bulb, causing Sarah to gasp and moan lightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes your hand and lightly pushes it away. &quot;Later. Let us get to your home first, then I'll tell you about what you can do here.</span><br />&quot;Then?&quot; You ask sugestivly.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls her top back down. &quot;Then you can fuck me.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah leads you down a few more roads, mostly desolate for some reason.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly stops, you slam into her plush ass. &quot;We're here!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look. It's a really nice four-story brick apartment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah unlocks the front door with a 19th century brass key.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Swings open on butter-smooth hinges.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hands you the key. &quot;Here you go. This key for the front door.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inside is quite nice. White marbled tile, creme walls and a small collection of mailboxes on one side. There's an elevator at the far end next to some stares with a door on either side, labeled &quot;1&quot; and &quot;2&quot; respectively.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Here's your mailbox. You're on the second floor.&quot; Sarah says, pointing to a drawer with your name already on it. &quot;You really only get spam around here.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Really? Just spam? Not even any coupons?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey?&quot; She says shrugging. &quot;It's hell, wha'd you expect?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good point.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right, well, I'll help you get settled in.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She begins walking toward the stairs.</span><br />&quot;Why don't we take the elevator?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without turning around or missing a beat, she simply says. &quot;But then you'd miss the view.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moves up one step and her ass bounces in the most wonderful of ways.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A simple swing down, a little jiggle upward and just the tiniest bit of ripple.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost in a trance, you follow her, eyes never leaving the bouncing butt.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You finally reach the second floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twenty two steps of Sarah's bouncing, jiggling, gropeable, grabbable, fuckable ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes are glued the whole way.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;From that tease in the alley to the view you got, just now, the two of you aren't the only thing ascending...</span><br />Ay.webm<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're in 2L, so second floor, left side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sturdy wood door, peephole, bloodstains.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yep, regular apartment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah spins around at your door, produces another brass key from somewhere, slips it into the lock and twists.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you ready to come inside?&quot; She smirks at the double entendre.</span><br />&quot;Always.&quot; You say with a wink.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs your hand, pulls it over her shoulder and leads you into the space.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inside is really nice and lavish.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not at all what you expected for hell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a studio apt. about five hundred square feet with a nine or ten foot ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking nice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Small but full kitchen, big ass TV, king+ size bed, light oak floors and a bunch of beanbags and triple-comfy chairs over by the TV.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah stops in the middle of the flat and pulls your arm further over her shoulder, dragging you in close.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't mind...Not one bit...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Press right up against her back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Enjoy the warmth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feel your penis get painfully hard in the valley of her ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She slowly spins, pointing out different parts of your apartment to you, grinding her rear cleavage all over your crotch as she turns.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can feel her heating up as you and her complete the lazy circle that ground you against each other, hard enough to pulverize rock.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feeling adventurous, you snake your unoccupied arm over her stomach, across that amazing band's name, to her belt line.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Let a finger slip a little lower then the rest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rub the very top of her puss from outside her pants.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gasps and clenches her ass, literally trapping you in that glorious cleavage.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push your hand under Sarah's shirt, slowly sliding up her stomach.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her breathing gets faster and deeper.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She reaches back with her other arm and grabs your thigh, hard enough to be painful.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wants this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You press your nose and mouth to her neck and inhale deeply.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smells thick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like leather and blood but also tangerines and citrus with a hint of sugar.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something begins burning inside you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Animistic and primal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Running your teeth along the back of her neck, you reach her breasts with your hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cup it at the base, feeling it roll, slightly, over your hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you roll your palm over the front of it and close your thumb around the nipple, pinching it softly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah sucks air into her mouth, growling deep in her throat and moaning.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You twist a little bit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hand snaps from your thigh to your cupping hand and pushes it harder into her tit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nip at the nape of her neck, causing her to yelp lightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You untangle your other arm from around her body and place it on her exposed stomach just above her belt line.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her stomach tightens, anticipating what comes next.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your left hand is groping her left breast roughly, with the nipple rolling in between your thumb and blade. (I don't know what part of the hand is called)</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You dig your fingers roughly into the yummy, soft flesh, causing her to cry out in pleasure mixed with pain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her legs are shaking and her breathing is rough and deep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her voice is making little moans in that deep, raspy tone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push your right hand down her pants, slowly, ever so slowly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her moaning gets harder and heavier, along with her moans, the closer you get to her demonic snatch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your fingers split around the mound, missing her vagina by a couple of centimeters.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's tense, shaking and grinding her ass on your crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snake your fingers closer and closer to her pussy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just before you touch it, you lift your middle finger and tap her clit once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gasps and jumps.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The print of your finger, the one you tapped her button with, has a light sheen on it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's already dripping wet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue is hanging out of her mouth as she sucks air into her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just that little tiny tap sent her trembling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pushes her hand to yours at her crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push your finger back to her clit, pressing down and wiggling side-to-side, very gently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her wiggling gets more intense as her moans deepen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub and rub and rub, getting the tip of your finger soaking wet as her fluid, quite literally, gushes from her lips like a tidal wave of sexual arousal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's panting now, brimming with sexual energy as her body winds up, tense as a bow string, ready to snap at the slightest movement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub faster, digging the digit firmer into her clit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body reacts doubly so, her hips lightly thrusting, her chest heaving, her cunt burning and gushing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go faster and Sarah tilts her head back, letting out a high-pitched whine of want and need.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've got her on the knife's edge.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just one more push, rub, literally anything, would set her off like a firecracker.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it's just too damn perfect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub once, twice, more and you feel her body tense up, spine bowed and her body ready to blow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then, just as you feel her about to cum, you rip your hand out of her pants and shirt and pull away from the Baphomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just stands there in exactly the same position that you held her in, her mind practically shutting down at the cessation of stimulation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her bod wilts as she collapses to her knees.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You...Motherfucker. Edging me like that. Who the fuck do you think you are? You know who I am, right?&quot;</span><br />You're pleased with yourself. &quot;Of course.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks away, slowly crawling forward to lay on the floor. &quot;Motherfucker. I'll kill you.&quot; She says softly.</span><br />&quot;Can't. I'm already in hell.&quot; You crouch down next to her. &quot;If you're good, I'll finish you off.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lowers her eyes and says softly. &quot;Y... Yes sir.&quot;</span><br /><br />End Ch1</div></div>
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<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br />Writings from me.<br />For you.<br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Get hit by a fucking car.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Off the curb and BAM.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Floating for a while.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gently land in a room with granite floors, torch lighting, a waiting room-like area and one of the cutest girls you've ever seen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Red skin, thin, curved horns, wings, wearing a white blouse that only JUST held in her amazing rack.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hello!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's bubbly, cute and sweet enough to give you diabetes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Walk up to counter.</span><br />&quot;Um. Hi. Where am I?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cocks head. &quot;Oh, sorry. Yeah, your kinda dead...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Dead?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I saw it on the monitor. It was fucking brutal. One of the best I've seen this week!&quot;</span><br />&quot;Monitor?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She points over your shoulder at an old TV suspended from one of those old wall mounts in the corner.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look just in time to see a drunk guy trip and fall ten floors.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wince as he hits.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Alright.&quot; she says. &quot;Let's get you oriented.&quot; And pulls out a clipboard.</span><br />&quot;So, where exactly is this?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She doesn't even glance up from the papers. &quot;You're in hell sweetie.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Hell? Why hell?!?!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The demon is shocked at your outburst. &quot;Jesus, calm down.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why? You're going to torture me!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;All the concern drains from her face. &quot;That's what you're freaking out about?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Wouldn't you?!?!&quot; You scream, menacing an accusatory finger at the woman.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;*Scoff* Dude, relax. We haven't done shit like that in thousands of years. It got boring after the first few of centuries.&quot;</span><br />&quot;What?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, no one does that. So can you relax now?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still visibly tense.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;*Sighs* &quot;How about a blowjob?&quot;</span><br />wut.jpg &quot;Excuse me?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You won't relax and now I'm stressed. I'll blow you, de-stress, you feed me, I de-stress me.&quot;</span><br />Processing.gif &quot;Alright.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Really? I mean just a second ago, you were screaming.&quot;</span><br />&quot;If there's one thing in my life that I've learned, is that it's never a good idea to pass up a free BJ.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shrugs. &quot;Can't argue with that logic... Right.&quot; She stands, revealing that she is in fact not wearing anything on her lower half. &quot;Follow me.&quot; She sets an &quot;At lunch&quot; sign on her desk, takes your hand and shoves you into a nearby closet.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She shuts the door behind her, a wicked grin on her face.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pushes you against the far wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Take your pants off now.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You do.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She falls to her knees and nearly rips your boxers off your crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your penis is just becoming erect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grips it in one hand and slowly strokes it, exposing her long black tongue.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks up at you with pleading eyes and takes a single lingering lick up the underside of your shaft.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That did it. You were going nowhere.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shaft instantly springs to life.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The demonete under you squeals in joy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, this is perfect! I haven't had one like this in a long time.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She plants a kiss right at the very tip before pushing it past her lips and into her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue is already lapping feverishly at your cum slit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's so hot inside her that you might just melt.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Knees week, arms heavy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She suckles harder at the tip then slams her head down to your crotch, jamming your whole length down her throat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lock up then moan loudly, sucking air though your nose in an attempt to not cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's swallowing hard, trying to inhale your dick and that tongue is everywhere at once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She starts pumping up and down, releasing when she pulls off and sucking even harder when she pushes forward.</span><br />&quot;Oh fuck.&quot; You're so close.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hear schlicking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;See that she's got two fingers knuckle-deep in her own pussy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Too fucking hot.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Grab her horns and pull her down.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moans around your dick, sending shocks up your spine.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Finally cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Thick hot spunk fires out of your cock and down her throat, some coming back up to pool in her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She squeals and twists, cumming from your cum.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After you stop pumping the girl with cum, she still gently suckles your dick for a few minutes before popping off and smiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think that you'll fit in here just fine. Now just some paperwork and I'll take you to your apartment.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Basking in the afterglow with the amazing girl.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Door to closet opens with enough force to nearly shatter.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Big fucking goat-thing.</span><br />Pic related to face.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wearing some black Tripp pants and an Iron Maiden T-shirt that hides her fucking amazing body.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Nice rack, tight waist and nice big hips go nicely with a semi-plump ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What the FUCK Jess!?&quot; She practically roars.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh so that's her name... Cool.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jess turns around, wiping some leftover cum off her chin. &quot;What?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're ALREADY on his dick.&quot; She says gesturing to you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jess licks her fingers, apparently done with her cleanup. &quot;Yeah, well I got hungry.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're always hungry.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...I know...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The goat then turns to you. &quot;Hi. Sorry about her. She's on a bit of a diet so she can get a little...Impulsive.&quot;</span><br />You try and brush it off. &quot;It's fine really. I enjoyed it. Probably the best welcome I've ever gotten.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She giggles sweetly. &quot;Yeah, well, that's hell for ya'. Why don't you come on out of there and I can get you settled into your flat?&quot;</span><br />You've pulled up your lower garments and are just finishing fastening your belt. &quot;You're just giving me an apartment?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems confused. &quot;Um.. Y-Yeah. I mean, how else would you live here?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good point. Well, how about work? What can I do to earn a little money?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, that's not really a thing down here. Hey, why don't we get you settled in and then I'll tell you everything you want to know about hell?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sounds good.&quot; You say, helping Jess up and walking back into the main room.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey?&quot; Jess asks as she slides back behind the desk. &quot;Come back and tell me where you live, alright? I might get hungry again.&quot; She smiles and winks.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just as she does that, you are pulled out another door on the opposite corner of the room, onto the street outside of the building.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The goat grabs your hand, and begins to pull you down the road. &quot;So I'm Sarah, a Baphomet and sort of your guide around here. So there's lots to do day-by-day.&quot;</span><br /><br />&quot;Like what?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, there's a few art studios, garages, brothels, torture studios, stand-up bars, Chip 'n Dale's, some weapons ranges and there's a monthly riot, every last Saturday of the month.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sounds like a lot of stuff.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, well, your down here forever so you might as well make the most of it. I mean, hell, there was I guy I knew that spent six hundred years doing nothing but fucking from sunrise to sunset. Made quite a name for himself, too.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Fuck me... That's impressive.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You're telling me! So how'd you end up here?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I have no idea.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stops in the middle of the sidewalk and pulls you into an alley. &quot;What do you mean?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I don't know how I got here.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She leaned back and cocked her hips. &quot;Killed anyone?&quot;</span><br />&quot;A few in the army.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That wouldn't do it. Raped anyone?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Nope, never.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anything that you regret?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I never bought a sex doll.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She taps her chin a few times. &quot;I have no idea. By what I'm hearing, you should have been at least considered for that ego-stroking army. What about god? Did you believe in god?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I'm an atheist&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That would do it...&quot;</span><br />&quot;Really? Well, I mean I believe in him now. Does that count?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She scoffs and exhales though her nose. &quot;Like you'd ever want to be part of that bullshit worship party.&quot;</span><br />&quot;What do you mean?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She sighs and lifts up her top.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's not wearing a bra...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Creamy white-furred melons spill out in front of you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pink nipples tip the white mounds creating a sexy contrast that draws your eyes.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then they get hard.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Little points of diamond on the end of fleshy mountains of pleasure fire blood into your dick faster then you can think &quot;erect&quot;.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You reach out and touch one, letting your palm slide over the rock-hard bulb, causing Sarah to gasp and moan lightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes your hand and lightly pushes it away. &quot;Later. Let us get to your home first, then I'll tell you about what you can do here.</span><br />&quot;Then?&quot; You ask sugestivly.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls her top back down. &quot;Then you can fuck me.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah leads you down a few more roads, mostly desolate for some reason.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly stops, you slam into her plush ass. &quot;We're here!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look. It's a really nice four-story brick apartment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah unlocks the front door with a 19th century brass key.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Swings open on butter-smooth hinges.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She hands you the key. &quot;Here you go. This key for the front door.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inside is quite nice. White marbled tile, creme walls and a small collection of mailboxes on one side. There's an elevator at the far end next to some stares with a door on either side, labeled &quot;1&quot; and &quot;2&quot; respectively.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Here's your mailbox. You're on the second floor.&quot; Sarah says, pointing to a drawer with your name already on it. &quot;You really only get spam around here.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Really? Just spam? Not even any coupons?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey?&quot; She says shrugging. &quot;It's hell, wha'd you expect?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good point.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Right, well, I'll help you get settled in.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She begins walking toward the stairs.</span><br />&quot;Why don't we take the elevator?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without turning around or missing a beat, she simply says. &quot;But then you'd miss the view.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She moves up one step and her ass bounces in the most wonderful of ways.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A simple swing down, a little jiggle upward and just the tiniest bit of ripple.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost in a trance, you follow her, eyes never leaving the bouncing butt.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You finally reach the second floor.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Twenty two steps of Sarah's bouncing, jiggling, gropeable, grabbable, fuckable ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes are glued the whole way.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;From that tease in the alley to the view you got, just now, the two of you aren't the only thing ascending...</span><br />Ay.webm<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're in 2L, so second floor, left side.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sturdy wood door, peephole, bloodstains.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yep, regular apartment.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah spins around at your door, produces another brass key from somewhere, slips it into the lock and twists.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you ready to come inside?&quot; She smirks at the double entendre.</span><br />&quot;Always.&quot; You say with a wink.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She grabs your hand, pulls it over her shoulder and leads you into the space.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Inside is really nice and lavish.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not at all what you expected for hell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a studio apt. about five hundred square feet with a nine or ten foot ceiling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fucking nice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Small but full kitchen, big ass TV, king+ size bed, light oak floors and a bunch of beanbags and triple-comfy chairs over by the TV.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah stops in the middle of the flat and pulls your arm further over her shoulder, dragging you in close.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't mind...Not one bit...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Press right up against her back.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Enjoy the warmth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feel your penis get painfully hard in the valley of her ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She slowly spins, pointing out different parts of your apartment to you, grinding her rear cleavage all over your crotch as she turns.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can feel her heating up as you and her complete the lazy circle that ground you against each other, hard enough to pulverize rock.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feeling adventurous, you snake your unoccupied arm over her stomach, across that amazing band's name, to her belt line.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Let a finger slip a little lower then the rest.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rub the very top of her puss from outside her pants.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gasps and clenches her ass, literally trapping you in that glorious cleavage.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push your hand under Sarah's shirt, slowly sliding up her stomach.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her breathing gets faster and deeper.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She reaches back with her other arm and grabs your thigh, hard enough to be painful.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She wants this.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You press your nose and mouth to her neck and inhale deeply.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She smells thick.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like leather and blood but also tangerines and citrus with a hint of sugar.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Something begins burning inside you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Animistic and primal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Running your teeth along the back of her neck, you reach her breasts with your hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cup it at the base, feeling it roll, slightly, over your hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you roll your palm over the front of it and close your thumb around the nipple, pinching it softly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah sucks air into her mouth, growling deep in her throat and moaning.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You twist a little bit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hand snaps from your thigh to your cupping hand and pushes it harder into her tit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nip at the nape of her neck, causing her to yelp lightly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You untangle your other arm from around her body and place it on her exposed stomach just above her belt line.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her stomach tightens, anticipating what comes next.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your left hand is groping her left breast roughly, with the nipple rolling in between your thumb and blade. (I don't know what part of the hand is called)</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You dig your fingers roughly into the yummy, soft flesh, causing her to cry out in pleasure mixed with pain.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her legs are shaking and her breathing is rough and deep.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her voice is making little moans in that deep, raspy tone.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push your right hand down her pants, slowly, ever so slowly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her moaning gets harder and heavier, along with her moans, the closer you get to her demonic snatch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your fingers split around the mound, missing her vagina by a couple of centimeters.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's tense, shaking and grinding her ass on your crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You snake your fingers closer and closer to her pussy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just before you touch it, you lift your middle finger and tap her clit once.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She gasps and jumps.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The print of your finger, the one you tapped her button with, has a light sheen on it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's already dripping wet.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue is hanging out of her mouth as she sucks air into her mouth.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just that little tiny tap sent her trembling.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pushes her hand to yours at her crotch.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push your finger back to her clit, pressing down and wiggling side-to-side, very gently.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her wiggling gets more intense as her moans deepen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub and rub and rub, getting the tip of your finger soaking wet as her fluid, quite literally, gushes from her lips like a tidal wave of sexual arousal.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's panting now, brimming with sexual energy as her body winds up, tense as a bow string, ready to snap at the slightest movement.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub faster, digging the digit firmer into her clit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body reacts doubly so, her hips lightly thrusting, her chest heaving, her cunt burning and gushing.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go faster and Sarah tilts her head back, letting out a high-pitched whine of want and need.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've got her on the knife's edge.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just one more push, rub, literally anything, would set her off like a firecracker.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But it's just too damn perfect.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You rub once, twice, more and you feel her body tense up, spine bowed and her body ready to blow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then, just as you feel her about to cum, you rip your hand out of her pants and shirt and pull away from the Baphomit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She just stands there in exactly the same position that you held her in, her mind practically shutting down at the cessation of stimulation.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then her bod wilts as she collapses to her knees.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You...Motherfucker. Edging me like that. Who the fuck do you think you are? You know who I am, right?&quot;</span><br />You're pleased with yourself. &quot;Of course.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She looks away, slowly crawling forward to lay on the floor. &quot;Motherfucker. I'll kill you.&quot; She says softly.</span><br />&quot;Can't. I'm already in hell.&quot; You crouch down next to her. &quot;If you're good, I'll finish you off.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lowers her eyes and says softly. &quot;Y... Yes sir.&quot;</span><br /><br />End Ch1<br />The second chapter, in which things heat up.<br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So Sarah came back to your place today.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've been edging her every couple of hours.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can see the strain wearing on her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't know why she hasn't just finished herself off yet but you're both having fun.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She can cook too.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Good thing that you're a chilly-head because everything in this place is so spicy it almost hurts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even the fucking tap water seems to be made of curry and probably passes the scovile scale.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seriously.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tried to get a glass of water and the glass melted.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's what hell is.&quot; Sarah explained to you after you had (pic related) expression and making the FFFFFFFFFFFFF sound. &quot;It's not so much, hell-fire and brimstone while flaying your skin. It's more a stream of constant annoyances that will never get better.&quot;</span><br />&quot;...Yeah, you know what? That's a pretty good description of hell.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I know.&quot; She smiled, pleased with herself.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Since you're standing at the tap, being frustrated and Sarah's leaning against the wall, smiling smugly with her eyes closed, you think that it's time for a little more fun.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hands recently handled the spicy AF water.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get up to her silently, spin her around and slam her against the wall.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lets out a cute yelp of surprise.</span><br />You whisper into her ear. &quot;If it gets too much for you, just say red.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What the hell are you talking about, too much? You do know who your taking to right?&quot;</span><br />You smile. &quot;That's what I was expecting to hear.&quot; And jam your hand down her pants.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slather her pussy in left-over spice, rubbing and pushing though her folds as she moans and gasps.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hold her waist with your other arm, stopping her from moving.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ohhh. That's nice. Mmhh, right there... Wait. Oh no..&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh no?&quot; You ask like Wesker to Chris.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's hot.&quot; She begins twisting in your arms moaning in pain and pleasure. &quot;It's hot, it's hot! OW! Oh shit, this is good!&quot;</span><br />You push her more firmly against the wall and slip a finger into her gushing hole. &quot;This is my brand of torture dearie.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ah, FUCK! This is so good. AH, it hurts!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You begin stroking your finger in and out of her.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel all her little ridged and folds, trying to suck your finger in, up to the knuckle, while the soft flesh inside spasms in the presence of the spice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She's making noises, as you slide you fuck her with your finger, between immense pain and irredeemable, satanic, wonderful, awful pleasure.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hips begin humping into your hand, harder then before, faster and more urgent.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The ear you're nibbling on keeps flicking.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah reaches behind her, holding you close.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She turns and says to you. &quot;Please. This is so good. I need to cum. Faster.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You comply, curling your hand so that on each stroke of your finger, your hand rubs her clit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Dragging the hood back and rolling it on each up-stroke and pressing it down on each down-stroke.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her hips follow your movement, speeding up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her breathing gets faster, the faster you go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She pulls you into her much more firmly, forcing your erect penis into the cleavage of her ass.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sarah can barely speak. &quot;P-Please s-stop, HAH, t-teasing me! Oh fuck! I'm going to cum.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hold you finger inside her and swirl it around, mixing up her insides.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head snaps back and her moans come out as mewls as her voicebox tightens.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her pussy is literally sucking on your finger, trying to pull it further inside.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her voice is breathy &quot;Oh, I'm gonna cum. I'll cum so hard. If you stop now, I'll never speak to you again. OH!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shove another finger inside her, stretching her slightly, causing her to wail.</span><br />You whisper into her ear, right on the edge of her climax. &quot;Cum for me Sarah.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And she goes off like a firecracker.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her cunt immediately clamps down on your fingers like a vice while she screams.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sara's vagina is tugging and sucking on your fingers so hard, you feel one of your knuckles pop.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her body is grinding and thrashing against you as she rides out her massive orgasm.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear a spattering on the ground as she gushes girl-cum down her legs, soaking your hand.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her moans die down to whimpers as she winds down, enjoying the afterglow.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her legs give out and you slowly lower her down the wall and into your lap.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She whimpers lightly as your still toy with her labia lips and clit, shooting little jolts of pleasure up her spine.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eventually, she calms down enough to say. &quot;T-Thank you. That was amazing.&quot;</span><br />&quot;No problem.&quot; You say as you plant a small kiss on her cheek.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You lean back, pulling Sarah on top of you by her waist and cunt, giving her a little squeal as her whole body weight is briefly pulled on by her sodden pussy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She lets you gently massage the abused hole as she coos in after-sex bliss, leaving you to think about your own problems.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You've got it pretty good here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Home, all the amenities you could ask for.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everything's free.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sex-crazed baphomit that won't leave you alone and a succubus, two minutes away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You should probably make some plans for tomorrow, since it's too late to do anything today.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel Sarah shifting on you and decide that that's enough.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slide your pruned fingers out of her soaked pants and rest your hand on her stomach.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She settles down and sighs deeply.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;You know, that was really nice. If you're as good with your dick as you are with your fingers... Well, don't let too many find out about it.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Why?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Us demons... We're a... rambunctious bunch. So when we hear about a guy that gives good dick, word tends to spread rather quickly.&quot;</span></div></div>




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