I hear what sounds like a sloppy kiss for about 30 seconds. Then Jess talks again.***Jess: I'm going to clean up this spit on the floor. 11:00 tonight..., your bed?***Dylan: Yep, as long as he's asleep. I can't wait.Jess clicks her tongue and that's the last voice captured. They must have gone to sleep soon after. I turn off the recorder and return it to my desk drawer along with the earbuds. I'm glad I set that to record before I left. Listening to that was one of the most perverse experiences of. By now, however, Azrael had driven his human host to suicide, and perversely, he also landed in my presence, along with Azrael, too. I never could get Jehovah's logic as to why he dumped certain humans on us. Some didn't really seem to deserve further suffering, and Mr. Fiske was one of those. When Azrael reached for a pitchfork to ram it up the guy's ass, I flew at him with my full might, kicking him back and scratching his face. I wasn't content to torment mortals just because I could. I. She took his cock in hand, and after a couple of quick strokes, popped the head in her mouth."Oh shit, that's good," he sighed. Janet took his entire length effortlessly down her throat causing Mark to shudder. She licked and sucked and twisted her head about. Mark's head fell back as his eyes stared up sightlessly at the roof of the supply bunker. Janet could feel his cock swell in anticipation of an explosive orgasm. She slowed her ministrations until it cooled off, and then she brought him. She took bath and came outside wearing a red top with white leggings and wet hair. I was out of my mind. My dick got hard like cement. There was still water near her thighs and calves on her leggings. Her red top was sticking to her body due to wetness.She realized that I was staring at her. She took a towel and covered her neck and boobs. I felt bad.There was some pooja at home. Finally, we planned to go out somewhere. I suggested a movie. Now we had one bike and a car. My wife was wearing a.