We met as strippers—Chantelle would call us exotic dancers—at Deja Vu in Lakewood, Washington. I will do so again!*
I fixed Fiona a fierce stare. She collapsed in a twitching daze. The bodyguard suddenly moved, walking to my cell door. Only Lilith’s blood could heal her. Once we’re dead, we’ll reunite with Lilith and help her once again break free of Hell and dominate the world.*
My wife’s fervor stirred me. They must keep faith. Cum in me!” gasped Chantelle! We weren’t in the real world anymore. I squirmed, my cock throbbing as she worked lower and lover. I didn’t like the look of that. I dodged in, thrusting my knife forward. Oh, Lana! They had changed so much in just the week since I saw them at the bridge. My heavy breasts rubbed into her perky tits, our hard nipples kissing, rubbing together, tingling pleasure through our bodies. “I’m going to plant a daughter in your belly. My clit slid through her hot pussy lips, growing slick with her juices.
