Lucifer & The Mystery Girl (CLOSED)

Lucifer laughed as he plundered her perfect little ass. "Oh Sam... You don't even fear me, do you? This was destiny. You and I..." Sam... her name sparked a memory long forgotten of an apple and a woman, the first woman. "Samael?" Could it really be her? Oh, this was fantastic! The angel if death and she didn't even know who, or what she was! She had litterally fallen in his lap to boot.

"You could say we have history, you truly don't know, do you? Well, we will have to figure this out, what's blocking your memory, keeping you from the realization of your power. You were once a fearsome creature, Sam, if my hunch is correct."

"Sin? We are above sin, we are a force of nature, you and I and together we will be unstoppable." He loved the way she said his name, loved the way her body felt as he defiled it with his demonic seed. But could he truly own her if she was as powerful a being as he was? His foot slipped in her juices as they puddled at their feet and he braced himself on the bar, refusing to stop fucking her until she begged for mercy.
 
“Well you have no reason to hurt me unless it is in some kinky game.” Samantha laughed. She could see them have some wild sex together. “What? Who is she?” She asked him when he called out another woman’s name while fucking her gaped asshole. “What are you on about? I don’t have powers and how could a small little thing like me being a fearsome creature?” She questioned him. No one would ever think a girl like her so angelic and sweet could be fearsome.

She bites on her lip moaning out liking the sound of them being unstoppable together. He slipped in the puddle of her juices but continued to thrust deep into her. She felt this sexual rage come over. She didn’t want to hurt him but what she did next even shocked her. She was able to raise his body up and slam him hard onto the bar. She climbed on top of him. She slapped his face before kissing him hard. Her nails clawed up his chest drawing blood. He was bringing out a side of her she didn’t know but it felt good. She felt so strong and powerful.

She bowed her to his chest and licked up the blood. “Tell me your mine. I own the Devil.” She said. She slid down his cock and started to ride him. Her asshole stretched out so much by his big Devil cock. Her hips moved in a blur and she was riding him that hard the bar under them trembled. She was riding his cock like no other woman could. No other woman had the power she did. Out of nowhere as she road his violently even the earth began to shake. Two almighty beings coming together.
 
"And I do so like games..." Lucifer admitted with a grin. "Who? She is you, can't you feel the surge of power at hearing your true name? Samael? Sure you do, your power is death, feel it rising up inside of you. It's like my talent for reading people's sinful hearts, you can read how close people are to the end of their life, sometimes you could even see the moment of death before it came. Oh, you're not a killer though, you are there to grant peace to the deserving and send mortals off to their just rewards...even now, you are at work and you don't even know it, can't even sense it... but you are, like me, on auto pilot, a fundamental concept made flesh."

Lucifer grunted in surprise as Sam flipped him onto his back on top of the bar and mounted him, slapping him and drawing his blood. "Yess... show me your power Samael! Tame me, if you think you can! Own this flesh, if you dare! Feel that? The earth itself trembles at our union! Take it! Take back your will! Awaken to the realization of your god given might and show me your divine wrath! Scour my very being and make me pure in your sight!" Lucifer cried out, reveling in her rise to power. "Show me your true face and I will free you from your prison! Rise, Samael, rise!!!"
 
Samantha didn’t really know how to feel about what he was telling her. Lucifer was telling things she could never imagine of herself. Though death did seem to follow her around like a bad smell. She didn’t really think much of it, but a lot of people had died around her and, in her presence, so what he was saying maybe actually made sense. “Oh, we both know I can tame you. You feel what I do I know you feel this intense connection I do. You are mine as much as I am yours just say it. Say it for me.” She said. She needed to hear those words that he belonged to her. She didn't normally get possessive over men but he wasn't just a man. He was the Devil her Devil. She needed to own him like he owned her.

He was deep inside of her gaped asshole. Her pussy dripping down on his body. She was a sticky and hot mess on top of him. She grabbed hold of his Devil horn's as she was riding him hard. He felt so good inside of her. Her back started to feel weird. She felt like something was under her skin trying to break out. She pulled his lips to her by his horns and kissed him fiercely. Suddenly angel wings burst out of her back. Her wings fluttered wildly as she was riding him. She pulled her lips from his and looked back she nearly fainted seeing she had wings. She felt like this could all be a dream everything was so weird and unreal.
 
"Tame me,? Or just keep me in check? There is a difference..." Lucifer grinned wickedly as she fucked him raw, she was in command, for the moment and he didn't mind one bit, it was refreshing to have someone else take charge for once. "We are connected, yes, I feel it, the earth moved, very well... I belong to you, Samael! You posess me just as I have posessed you."

He sensed her power, her wings were about yo manifest and tried to warn her through her punishing kisses hut could only mumble into her hot, hungry mouth. Gasping in a breath as she broke her kiss, feeling the changes in her own body, he grabbed ahold of her. "It's okay, don't panic, it's natural, you're breaking free of God, becoming you're own free willed being, embrace it, my angel of death!"

He took her brief moment of distraction to regain the upper hand and snatched her up in his arms, his own black wings bursting forth and launching them off the bar, through the ceiling with a crash that neither one of them could even feel and high up into the night sky. "Ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?" He had always wanted to say that ever since he heard Jack Nicholson say it in some cheesy super hero movie. Everyone who ever played him in the movies had a special place in his heart....
 
“I can do both. Tame you to only be mine cause I don’t share and keep you in line too.” Samantha said. She felt like she was the only person could own him and keep him in line. No other being would ever try let alone be able to. He wasn’t just any man he was the Devil. He was a powerful and almighty being just like she was, but she didn’t know just how powerful she was yet. The earth shaking as she fucked him was the start of her coming to understand how powerful she was. Hearing Lucifer tell her he belonged to her felt so good. As they were making out hot and heavy, he was mumbling something against her lips, but she had no idea what it was. He grabbed hold of her comforting and reassuring her as her body transformed that it was okay her body was breaking free of God. This was so freaking weird. She liked hearing him call her his angel of death.

He flipped the power position snatching her up into his big and strong arms. She saw his own black wings grow out of his back. He launched them off the bar and through the ceiling. She really hoped that she wasn’t going crazy and just imagining all of this. It was so unreal. “Perhaps in a different life.” She laughed. She felt like their souls were connected and had been through many lives. "Lucifer why are you here on earth?" She asked him. She wondered the same about herself but couldn't answer the question. She had only just discovered she wasn't human today and could not remember anything of her past lives. She thought she was human and had no idea of who she really was or what all of it meant.
 
"Perhaps you can, I make this vow to you now, you are the only being I shall give my seed to, but to do my job effectively, I must remain seductive, can you handle that? Can't be the tempter if you're not tempting, right?" With the wind howling in their ears, he had to use his divne voice to speak to her, it wasn't just to prove his words were the truth, to himself as well as to her. An angel, even a fallen one could not tell lies when speaking in their divine voice and regardless of language or noise, the meaning was clear to the listener.

Lucifer flew through the night sky, rising above the clouds to avoid being seen, it was glorious, being so wild and free, with someone that could actually match his power. "Checking out the real estate, soon, and it won't be long now, this little rock will be all mine, didn't you know? " He answered, holding her tightly, caressing her belly. "Not without your help, of course... With you to have my spawn... The balance will be in my favor!" He added, kissing her neck. "As for why you are here, I can only assume you must have said or done something to piss 'dad' off and got sent down for a time out..." Lucifer laughed. "Jokes on him, you're awake now, free of his will, you are your own angel now, there's no going back, and frankly, why would you want to? How many more times could you sing his praises before growing weary of it? Besides, there is a hell of a lot of work to do down here!"
 
“I want all of your seed to myself. You belong to me and I belong to you but that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun and toy with others. If I feel some bitch over stepping, then I will gladly deal with her. I am sure I could always learn how to use my powers for bad right?” Samantha said. She didn’t quite understand her powers yet, but she hoped she could use the powers she had to benefit herself. She really liked this new side of herself which was so fierce and feisty.

They were rising above the clouds. “Oh, so you and I are going to rule this world.” She said. She did like the sound of that. She had many questions flooding her head about having the Devil’s baby. She wondered how quickly this pregnancy would go. Would it be a normal 9-month pregnancy, or would their baby grow much quicker? What would giving birth to the Devi’s heir be like? She shook the thoughts off. She didn’t need to worry about that for awhile longer.

“Well I do have this feeling I am not angelic, and I think I may like the bad side of life more. Being good is boring. I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to stay with you and be bad.” She said. She kissed him hungrily floated in the clouds. It felt amazing being with him and the real her starting to appear but she didn’t completely know herself yet and what she was capable of yet.
 
"Oh, rest assured that my seed is all yours, I have the feeling that your womb is the only place could ever have taken root... I'm sure it would destroy a mortal woman, but you have what it takes, I'm sure." He pressed a hand into her belly, posessively swooped out of the way of a passenger jet. "Oh really? We will have to find ourselves a toy to play with then..." he agreed. "You could, yes, but you really don't want to draw too much attention to yourself, trust me, it's a real pain dealing with the heavenly host, subtly is key, it keeps us from being noticed and... punished..." he warned her.

"Well, that is the plan, what can I say, I am a whore for adoration, not literal, but well, you know, I am pretty awesome and it's nice when people recognize that, it gives me power, perhaps even enough to keep "dad" out of our business." He stopped and hovered. "I was wondering, what on earth could have ever caused you to fall from grace? I never thought you would... I guess we will just have to find out... I will take you to the last oracle, she should be able to search your mind for what you have forgotten... maybe she can even unlock some of your powers..." he turned in mid air and flexed his mighty wings, taking them into the clouds, using his powers to jump from one location to another, half way across the world. One second they were high above new york, the next they were dropping out of the clouds, in the night sky of athens.

He dove with Samael in his arms to a place outside of space and time, only beings of power could enter. It was a palace of the mind, filled with billowing smoke and ringed in pillars of white marble. A woman, pale and radiant sat washing her feet at a basin overflowing with crystal clear water. "So, you have come, beast marked, the fates were right, you have found your "'bride' then..."
 
“Well it isn’t like I plan on going around killing everyone.” Samantha said laughing. They were hovering above the clouds. She wondered what she must have done to get kicked out of heaven. She had no idea of who she was and what she had done to be kicked out of heaven. He turned them and began flying away. They flew across the world in what seemed like seconds. They were now in Athens and then outside of space and time.

The palace of the mind was filled with smoke and pillars. There was some woman washing her feet. The woman spoke and said the fates were right he had found his bride. She looked at him and to the woman. “What does fate say and why am I here?” She questioned the woman. She hoped this woman would be able to give her the answers she needed and maybe she would help awaken the rest of her powers.
 
Lucifer laughed with Samael. "Can't seduce and corrupt the dead..." he whispered in her ear as they approached the oracle. He stayed a step behind her, giving her the lead to go forward and learn what she could from the oracle. The woman looked up, revealing milky white eyes, she was blind, but seemed to stare right through Samael.

"Come here to me..." she said, her voice weaving with strange distortions as she flicked her hands free of the crystal waters and used a hand full if powder tk dry her feet. "Kneel before me and I will search your mind for clues..." she wore a length of white cloth that fell in a vee across her full breasts and covered her loins, tied at her waist with a cord of spun gold. She fanned the exotic smoke in swirling billows around her, breathing deep of them.

She reached out to Samael to place hands upon her head. "Clear your mind of all conscious thought, shed yourself of all earthly matters... breath deep of the cleaning incense and listen only to my voice." The Oracle placed her hands gently about Samael's head, her long, slender fingers caressing the nape of her neck, her thumbs massaging gently at her temples to relax her into a deep trance so that she could read Samael's past, present and future.

Suddenly, she was alone, standing in a dark room, over a crib, feeling anger, even hatred over having to take one so young. She defied her instructions, she would not claim this one, she would rather fall than do as she was told.

Another flash and she was being marched by a pair of mighty arch-angels to be judged.

Yet another and she was falling, bound by cord of burning light, stripped of all her power, forced to live as a mortal for her betrayal.

All the manufactured memories of her mortal life flashed before her eyes and it was revealed to her that only the past five years had been real, lived experience as a mortal, none of the past beyond that was made clear to her, all the thousands of years in His service were known to her, save for the memory of her defiance and fall from grace.

Yet two more visions flashed before her eyes before the Oracle had to break free of their connection, exhausted by all that had been imparted.

A vision of Samael, heavy with child and of one of the earth burning far below, seen from the emptiness of space.

The Oracle collapsed, weakly. "No more... I cannot bear to see any more... Please have mercy on me..." she begged, hiding her face at Samael's feet.
 
Samantha felt The Oracle place her hands onto her head. She focused on her breathing and cleared her mind. The Oracle’s fingers were moving her neck and her thumb massaged her temples. She could see herself before she was this human. She felt the pain and sorrow at the request to take a child’s life and how she had defied God’s instructions. The next minute she saw herself put to trial for disobeying and then being stripped of her powers and banished from heaven.

Then came the realisation her human life wasn’t true. The horrendous childhood memories she had of the abusive alcoholic father and the mother who had died when she was small were all lies. Everything she had ever known was a lie. She had seen some of her past but not enough to really know of her life in heaven and then her present life. All that was left to come was her future. She saw herself heavily pregnant with what she was guessing was Lucifer’s child. She knew it was coming that she would be pregnant with his heir.

The last thing she saw was the earth burning. She wondered if her and Lucifer wasted cause or was it their child. She felt awful seeing The Oracle in such a state. “I’m sorry.” She said. She was overwhelmed at what she had just seen. She reached for Lucifers hand for comfort. She really was struggling to keep herself together. All she really wanted to do was drop to the floor and breakdown.

“Lucifer I can’t take this. Take me home. I don’t actually have a home though. This human life is all pretend and because I couldn’t take the life of a child. An infant so small and full of life. I was thrown out of heaven like not taking a child’s life was bad.” She said. This was just an awful lot to take in and there were things she still didn’t know and maybe she never would.
 
Lucifer looked worried, he had never seen the Oracle grovel so and Samael seemed shaken by her communion with the Oracle as well... He wrapped his arms around Samael to comfort her, confused and concerned for her. "Of course you do, you have a home with me..." He was at a loss for what else to say, he had never been stripped of his memory or had his divine powers locked away, his punishment was to know he could never take goes place in the hearts of human kind. That even with all of his beauty and power, he could never be god.

But certainly not for lack of trying, though, the narrative was yet to be finished as far ashe was concerned. "Yup, that definitely sounds like Dad... He hasn't changed one bit in the last five thousand years, I swear to... Well... You know..." He quipped, trying to lighten the mood. "What about her? She looks a bit broken... I've never seen her this way before... Maybe we should take her with us?" It would be pretty helpful to have the Oracle at their place, whenever they might need her council.
 
Samantha relaxed in Lucifer’s arms. He made her feel safe and at home. It was strange to think the Devil made her feel safe because many would feel the opposite being in the arms of the Devil. She felt awful seeing the state she had left the Oracle in after reading her past, present and future. She hadn’t even shown her everything. She still didn’t really know about her past in heaven other than why she had been sent down to earth and stripped of her powers.

“Um sure if she wants too. But what are we going to do with her? We can’t have her in the club because everyone she touches, she will read and show them the truth to their lives.” She said. They couldn’t have this old and blind oracle just wandering out his club. It was crazy enough that the Devil was running a club and the Angel of Death was the new bartender. She leaned in to whisper into his ear. "Also how are we going to have private time to make their earth shake again?"
 
Lucifer laughed heartily, "There are several private rooms on the second floor of the bar, an office, a bdsm dungeon for very special engagements, a game room and even an occult sanctum in the DV8, we have all the space we need right there, but if we ever need to get away, I have hundreds of secret getaways all over the world, I've been at this for a very, very long time, you know... The Oracle can stay in the sanctum, everything she could possibly need is there, we could even charge for readings with her..." He suggested, seeing no harm in making a bit of extra profit with the oracle's powers.

I" have my own space hidden behind the office too, just in case we need... Private time. What in the hell did she see that made her beg so? I'm serious, I have never seen her break down like this before. Nevermind, I don't think I want to know, I'm confident you and I will be victorious, regardless of what she showed you!"
 
“Well I doubt anyone would affect her like I did so yeah having her do readings would be okay, but we would have to be careful. We don’t want everyone knowing of her powers we don’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves until we have a plan of what we want to do to this world.” Samantha said. She wondered what they would do to make the world burn.

“Um I don’t really know Lucifer. The last things she showed me was me heavily pregnant and then world burning beneath us. I don’t know how all this works and I still know very little about my past. This is all so overwhelming. Only hours ago, I thought I was a human not some Angel of Death who has been living a lie for the past few years.” She said.

She really didn’t know how to feel about all of this. It was an awful lot to take in. "I think we should go back now. Your club isn't going to run itself now is it?" She said. She ran her hand against his devilishly handsome face. "You know just looking at you turns me on." She leaned in and whispered to him with a mischievous look in her eyes. This fallen angel was insatiable.
 
"Burning, you say?" Lucifer sniffed. "Wouldn't done much good to burn it ourselves..." He picked up the Oracle as she tainted and threw her over his shoulder,flexing his powerful wings. "Let's go home, after all we have been through today, I think we have earned the night off, don't you think? I will put her in. The sanctum and be right up to put you to bed, okay? Just follow me, you have your wings, it's about time you learned to spread them." He flew up, carrying the Oracle and led the way into the clouds, back through the short cut to New York.

Going into a dive, shouting in goes, Lucifer beaconed for Samael to follow, crashing through the ceiling of DV8 a second time. "There's no place like home..." He joked, taking the unconscious oracle to his secret sanctum and leaving her there to rest.

He returned to Samael and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her to his private room behind his office. "Ready for round two, I promise not to bite... Hard." He took her to his bed and fell atop her, going to her neck for a kiss.
 
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“She didn’t show me how the earth was set ablaze.” Samantha said. She really wondered what their future would be. She wondered when her bump would start to grow. “Yeah it is my first day boss, but I already deserve the night off on your cock.” She said with a grin. Today had been a long day. It had started as just any other interview and then became so much more. “Lucifer I will be quicker than you in no time.” She teased him when he told her it was time for her to lean to spread her wings.

She flew following him. It felt amazing soaring through the sky. She felt so free flying. They crashed through DV8’s roof. She stood looking at the bar as he took the oracle to the sanctum. She smiled thinking of how her interview had ended with them fucking on the bar and making the earth shake. Lucifer sneaked up on her and scooped her up into his arms. He carried her off to his private room.

“What if I want you to bite hard?” She laughed as they fell on the bed. He was kissing her neck. She arched her body moaning out. “My little Kitty needs some satanic attention. Make me scream Luci.” She said.
 
"just what I like to hear, I won't hold back then, but remember, you asked for it" Lucifer laughed as he bit and sucked on Sam's neck roughly. Not enough to make her bleed, but he would leave an aching purple welt where he was kissing.

Breaking from her neck, Lucifer snaked his way down Sam's body, giving her breasts a nibble and a squeeze. He left a trail of hot kisses as he slowly moved toward her pussy. He paused at her flat stomach and pressed his hand over it, burning his mark onto her skin, a single red and black pentagram. "For protection." He whispered, instilling the mark with a small fraction of his powers. "Now you can alter your appearance at will, like I do. My gift of love to you for bearing me my children..." He slid down, parting her legs and began licking her pussy, dipping his tongue inside of her to taste her.
 
“You know I am more than capable of taking what you have to give me.” Samantha said. She moaned loudly feeling him bite and suck on her neck. Lucifer snaked down her body. He nibbled at her hard nipples as he squeezed her breasts. He trailed kisses down her flat stomach. He stopped his kissing and she wondered what he was doing. He burnt a mark onto her skin. She looked down and saw the red and black pentagrams he had burnt into her skin.

He slid in between her legs and started to lick at her wet pussy. She closed her eyes moaning. “Oh yes Luci.” She moaned out. She gripped to the bed her hips wriggling around. Her pussy was so wet for him. “You know no man has ever made me cum through licking my sweet little pussy, but I think if anyone could you could. My Devil make me cum with that tongue of yours.” She said.
 
"That sounds suspiciously like a challenge, my dear, hasn't anyone ever told you not to tempt the devil?" Lucifer warned her before pushing his tongue impossibly deep inside her tight, wet pussy. Stroking her insides with it, he growled, he hated the name, Luci, but liked the way she said it, somehow it was irritating and endearing at the same time, like having your pubic hair pulled to keep you from cumming too fast.

"Well, you're about to discover I'm more than a match for you, Sam, I don't stop, I don't ever stop!" He growled, slipping his tongue free, just long enough to speak. He fucked her with his tongue, willing it to grow thick, filling her tight channel with talented muscle, unlike his cock, he could move his tongue inside of her in ways that were sure to drive her mad. He swirled the tip of his tongue around, searching her tight canal for all the spots he could not see, reading her like a blind man reading braille, soon he would know her pussy like the back of his hand! Every fold, every ripple, every conture, he would be able to sculpt it in clay by memory. In fact, he would do just that later and give it to her as a gift one day, soon!

His tongue filled her so full and pushed so deep, he could feel the tip of his tongue rubbing against her cervix, reminding him of the life giving power of the womb. No wonder all the ancient godheads were fertility idols, it was a shame they were all but forgotten now, replaced by a jealous and vengeful God who's idea of paradise was having his own children sing his praises and fellate his fragile ego.
 
“Well I am not just anyone challenging you. If anyone give you challenge it is me.” Samantha said. She was the only woman who could challenge and keep him on his toes. She was so happy she had found her match. There was no man who could do the things he could do to her and challenge her right back. With her eyes closed she bites down on her lip moaning out his tongue fucking her tight little pussy.

She felt his tongue growing deep inside of her. “Oh, fuck yes!” She screamed out. His tongue was deeper inside of her than any other man had ever gotten. He knew how to use his tongue. She was wriggling his tongue driving her crazy. She was getting so close. Her hands gripped her breasts and squeezed them roughly. She then started to pull and twist her nipples. Her pussy juices flowing.

“Hail Satan’s tongue.” She cried out as she started squirting and cumming all over his tongue. She was making quite the mess on his face and all over his tongue. She slapped her breasts moaning loudly as his tongue owned every inch of her pussy.
 
Death incarnate was riding the devil's tongue, she was indeed his match, but he wasn't about to concede without a fight, he dug his finger nails into Samantha's hips, struggling against her supernatural strength to keep her from bucking him off of her pussy as she came, splashing his hot, lustful mouth with her juices.

A surge of power shot through his body as she praised his name and he pulled her up by her hips, making her straddle his face, man handling her so she faced his cock. "Drown me in your juices! Anoint me in the waters of life, oh reaper of souls! Baptise me in the fire of your lust and I will give you communion!" Lucifer growled, thrusting up to batter his throbbing cock against her lips, eager to feel her mouth upon him, creating an infinite loop of depraved lust, him feeding her, she bathing him.
 
Samantha was surprised when Lucifer pulled her, so she was straddling his face. She quite liked being sat on the Devil’s face with his tongue all the way deep inside of her soaking wet pussy. He made her feel so good. She was making quite a mess of his face. He thrust his cock forward towards her full lips. She stuck her tongue out and licked the tip. She licked precum from his cock. She loved how big and hard he was just for her. Her small feminine hand which had so much power in it gripped hold of his cock.

She was grinding up on his face. She slid her lips down his cock and she began to suck at his cock. She bobbed up and down her breasts jiggling as she was working his cock. She ran her nails over his balls as she worked his cock. She pushed her lips down to the base of his cock deepthroating the devil. Her throat was tight around him. She was giving him wet, deep and sloppy head. She was getting so into giving the best head. She loved sucking his cock. This cock was all hers. She owned the Devil's cock.
 
Lucifer slapped Samantha's ass while he tongued her pussy, writhing his hips against her welcoming mouth. His chin and neck were covered in her juices as she came, gushing all over his face. At first, she seemed to take a tentative taste of his cock, apparently liking what she found as she took him in her hand and practically swallowed his cock whole!

While she was grinding on his face, Lucifer slipped a finger in her ass, slowly working it deeper and deeper inside of her. The feel of her nails on his balls send a shiver up his spine and he tried to moan her name, but her pussy muffled his voice. Christ on a cracker, she was really deep throating him! Her throat was stroking him with swallowing motions that almost felt like orgasmic contractions! But would she drink his seed? He was about to find out! He was flooding her mouth and throat with endless spurts of his thick, potent cum!

He had filled her pussy as well as her ass with his demon seed, now her mouth was baptized with his cum as well! But could she handle it all? He came, spurting in a steady flow, just as he had before, if she swallowed all he was giving her, her stomach would be full of his cum in mere minutes! He had never been able to inundate a woman with so much of his cum before! It felt soooo good to just let loose and fill her up like this!

Lifting her up off his face for just a moment, he gasped for air and asked her. "Had enough yet? Or are you trying to beat the devil at his own game For that fiddle made of gold? You visit Georgia one time and they write songs about you... Honestly! Mph-mumph-mrumph!" The rest of his words were muffled by Samantha pushing her pussy back down on his face, which he started eating again with a vengeance.
 
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