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He stopped and grabbed the table because his legs were feeling weak. Once you've finished He quickly pulled up his pants you wipe most of the cum from the shoe and place it back on her foot and pulled the hem down into place mid-thigh. Your lust satisfied once more; tidied up closed the caskets lids you lock up and then leave for the night to bed. The Demon Child Bryan Cranberg didn’t feel my eyes as I watched them take him to the oral back room. He was a man of eccentric tastes, something I do appreciate, ravenously so. It was these eccentric tastes that brought him to this drug infested area to a brothel that promised a truly…otherworldly experience. Naturally, when Bryan was told that there were rumors that people had sex with demons there he was interested. Not for the true demonological purpose of it—he didn’t believe in such nonsense. But as a man who enjoyed many kinks, he looked forward to what he believed would be more of a roleplay experience than a mystical one. I could taste his sexual energy, like a strong odor that sits heavy in the air, promising a taste but only giving the ghost of it. I could feel his erection, looking at the woman in the center of the room. She sat in the center of a pentagram, a sheer black thong and lace bralette the only cloth covering her skin. As the candles at the point of each star were lit, the chanting began, sending her back in a curving arc that left only the tips of her feet touching the floor. Bryan was impressed with the theatrics, japanese appreciating the cameltoe created by her straining muscles, her pelvis pushed out toward his face. Then her eyes rolled into her head and she dropped, slamming to the floor as the last word finished in the air. I opened my eyes then, gazing at the white drop ceiling above us, the metal holding the stained tiles brown and black from years of smoke—drug and candles alike. Indeed, as I sat up and gazed into Bryan’s eyes, I could see the red veins of a man who had recently shared half a joint with his friend prior, to help relax him for the experience. I smiled, a slow, pov lazy smile as I took him in. Perhaps he would think this was just a bad trip. He slowly entered the pentagram, pausing at the last line chalked in the ground. “Don’t forget—you cannot cum inside her,” one of the acolytes warned. I snarled at him, then continued smiling at Bryan as though nothing has japan happened. He shot a asian glance at the man and then stepped inside. Finally. I pounced on him, ripping off his shirt so roughly I sent buttons scattering to the sides of the room. His bare torso gleamed with sweat in the flickering of the firelight, highlighting what muscle his tall frame had, stretched over large bones. I grabbed his chin, running the tips of my fingers down his chest and onto his bulge, gripping his hard shaft through his pants. He gasped slightly as I forced my mouth onto his, ripping his jaw down to allow my tongue to rake the inside of his mouth. I drew back, letting him catch his breath as I purred, “Smokey,” and bit his ear. He yelped slightly and I knelt, unbuckling his dress pants and ripping out his belt with a smacking sound. I held it in my hand, flipping it so the metal end and the leather end formed a loop. I put it under his chin. “Do you like being… controlled?” “Yes,” he panted, his face flushed. He yelped as I swung the belt across his ribs, landing a hit that raised a red rectangle on his right side. I grinned, unzipping his pants and popping the ridiculous small metal hook that took the place of the button. It broke easily, dropping his pants to his ankles. I pulled his underwear over his erection and sent it down with the pants, engulfing him at the same time. He groaned as I bobbed, swirling my tongue around his shaft as I sucked. As I lay back with my eyes closed, my face pov was soon covered up with what I quickly learned was Ronny’s dripping ass, planted on my mouth. She turned around towards him. “Damn, that's good. Show Jim your cage!” “We will, Alex,” Cindy moaned. Kim... He had this strength to him. Kneeling at his feet in an act of submission to him. I felt his nuts twitch as I pleased him. He turns around, wrapping his arms around her waist, as he fucks her doggy style. I grinned at him as I ripped my cock japanese out of Avgusta's asshole. She was standing there with Sindee’s hand furiously rubbing her clit. Anita laughed as she watched he slut taking three steps to oral her one and struggling to stay upright on her sky high stiletto heels. “So are you saying that if I didn’t like him then you wouldn’t be his girlfriend?” She asked. “And the winner is... "Why do you like this, Erica?" I was sitting on her butt. Oh, I see you have some wine, I hope you like it?” I came into this meeting to see what he had to offer and use my mask to impress him with that person. Evan asked. She took a single step forwards, then froze. When he didn't, she turned with some effort, and managed to lower asian herself into the air against the wall, where she sat with her japan legs spread and her cunt not even a little concealed.