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I said, barely louder than a whisper. "He was supposed to try and hold up a liquor store that doggystyle night, the owner was quicker with his gun and shot him dead. The lives I claim were already meant to be gone but with you in their path I sometimes have to intervene. I won't lie that you change the course of history but you are a small stone in a flat pond. You won't cause a tidal wave if you're thrown into the water but you make ripples and sometimes those ripples have to be moved." "What do I have to do?" "Love me, it's all I'll ever ask." "You made me forget all this before, you made me believe we'd been together, how do I nice ass know you'll not just make me forget this conversation?" "You asked fingers to forget Marcus. Take my hand again." Melissa showed me getting home that night, her sitting waiting on my couch naked. She comforted me and held me while I freaked out, unable to push my own death out of my mind. I looked at her and spoke. "Can you make me forget all the pain, the blood and that truck bursting into flames, I can't take those images in my head anymore." "I can but are you sure?" "Yes, first, what are you, are you a genie?" "No, I have been called many names, Succubus, She-Demon and other things but I am a Demon of Eros, we gave man passion and love but paid a price. I am one of many in this world. All I need is to be loved and in return I give my everything to my man and give him everything his heart desires." "You know I'm going to ask to forget all this again don't you." She nodded her head. "You will have an idea but you've seen my true home made form and that will eventually make you insane if you remember. I will leave you with the same self doubt every man would have when they're with a woman so beautiful and I promise I will never do anything to harm you." "How does it work, just kiss me or something?" Melissa kissed me softly on the lips, traces of my own amateur cum still there from the blowjob she'd woken me with. I start fucking her with long slow strokes. is it because you're a tomboy? “It’s nothing, honest.” Hanging out with her? She sucked and sucked his cock, twirled her tongue on it, pumped him with her experienced hands. I purred in delight as a dozen hands caressed over my body. Both of them moaning with lust and several years amateur of pent up desire. I feel like I am about to erupt! I open it. “My dress is open up to my pussy so I’m making yours the same.” “So climb on my cock and I’ll carry you,” I suggested. It looked like a hellish trap, a nightmare to be stuck in, but that just made me want to jump in after her. This took the other Dave completely by surprise and forced him on the defensive. Finally he took hold of her shoulder shaking her just a bit, "Sammi, are you okay, you're scaring me. . ." Anger murmured through my supports as I bit my lip. Anyway, this story is not about that, it’s about something else entirely. I think we can skip the spanking considering the thrashing I gave you with the whip – which you seem to be none the worse for.” Sam looked her over, fingers noting that most of the marks he left had almost completely faded. Pleasure rippled down my shaft. She turned around and held up a dog collar. My breasts jiggled above her as I squirmed. Amy is smiling and talking smack quietly during my frantic, hard fucking. He makes nice ass me cum as he locks his mouth around my clit and sucked for his life. Mother! I had a perfect view watching it slide in n out, in n out n I was loving every minute. When the guys were at work or doggystyle school or whatever, I had all this time to think, and it made me want more. I huddled on the ground, trying to keep my cloak over my entire home made body, trying to hide what I’d become. She had a red t-shirt on and a bag of what I figured to be work clothes.