Wilson and I was thinking that I would much rather sit here and talk to you. I mean I love being here with the girls but the boys aren't really what I...'m looking for, at least not today." She replied."Alright then, Jen it is. So tell me Jen, why sit here with a frumpy, old divorced housewife when there are so many other things to do?" You're not old and frumpy Mrs. Wilson, not at all. God I think you're one of the sexiest women I've met in a long time and I just thought maybe we could talk for a. "Oh, my God," Robin said, turning around and holding one hand to her chest. "Who are you? How did you get in here?" Satan smiled and did his favorite little trick. He flexed his fingers, allowing just a small spurt of flame to escape, and then materialized a gold-engraved business card. "Permit me to introduce myself," he said suavely. "I am the Prince of Darkness. I have many names - Lucifer, Satan, Old Scratch... When I'm in this realm I usually go by the name Nick Applegate." That was the. " Done, she handed it to him, then she cried "NO NO!" as he recuffed her wrists behind her back. He shoved her foward with a blow between her shoulder blades."Hold still." he hissed. She shook and groaned as she felt his hands run up her legs to her bottom. "Nice ass." he said as he patted her. On her waist his hands moved around in front of her. Up to her breasts his fingers found her fear hardened nipples. As she felt his denim covered cock on her ass, Helen weakly begged, "God please no."He. “Take my panties off,” she said.Her husband didn’t care much for foreplay. “Are you ok? Does it feel good?” he asked. “Yes. You feel so good.”I listened to the two of them fuck. Her husband admonished her a couple of times for dirty talk, but that didn’t stop her. He eventually stopped trying.“Fuck me,” she moaned. “Yes. Fuck me. This pussy is yours. It’s yours now.”She was saying it to him, but I got the feeling she was talking to me. I rubbed my cock in rhythm with her moan. She got.