Mark and I had far more power than Lucifer ever possessed. We had the power of all the greater demons that had escaped hell—Lucifer, Lilith, Molech,... Astarte, Dagon, and more.More souls appeared around us. When Mark died, he dragged more than my soul down into Hell—he dragged all those bound to us by the Zimmah ritual—our sluts, the bodyguards, our servants, our families, and our closest friends. An army appeared on the hill around us, ready to fight for us as fervently in death as they had in. " Sheriff, if you ever try something like that with me, you'll be in the hospital next to him. Now if you pull that gun you're reaching for, I will break your arm before you get it out of the holster."He didn't stop, so I kicked his wrist, pinning it against the handle of the pistol and distinctly heard it crack. To my surprise, he pissed himself as he screamed that I had broke his arm. I stepped back and pulled my gun to make sure he didn't do anything foolish while I waited for the ambulance. "I know", she said. "I've talked to other girls, but they all say that after the pain goes away, it's the most wonderful feeling ever." Courtney lay back and spread her legs wide for me. She lifted her knees and I gave her one more lick on her pussy in order to get her as wet as possible. I truly wanted her to enjoy this. I positioned myself on my knees between her beautiful legs and placed the head of my cock against her pussy. I decided to tease her just a bit more in the hope that it would. He guides the head of his swollen dick to rub up and down over her dripping pussy while with the other hand he reaches up taking a handful of hair and pulling her back onto his thrusting cock. “Fuck yes… Take that hard cock you fucking slut!” He growls to her, ramming every inch of his aching cock into her throbbing little cunt.She moans and twists under him as he pounds her pussy with long deep strokes. He pulls her hair back and kisses and bites her neck telling her over and over.