‘‘Don’t get mad, but I sent them your picture. They were most excited about you.’’‘‘You did what?!’’‘‘C’mon, don’t be mad. S...eein’ how satisfied you were left by that juicehead last night, this seemed right up your ally. What are the odds of walkin’ in on a gig like this two times in a row? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say this shit almost feels like some divine intervention.’’‘‘I dunno about this Gauge. Seems a bit sketchy don’t you think?’’‘‘Oh, and a guy wearin’ sunglasses in the middle. ”“Really?”Despite the unusual subject matter, Mr. Foster’s behavior was exactly what Duncan would expect of a high school guidance counsellor, and he had to admit perhaps he was mistaken. Perhaps Lily’s unusual behavior had come from another threat - a left over witch hex, for example.“Really, sir.”“So your cock is fone.”“Perfectly fone ... fine! Perfectly fine.”“It’s not too ... big.”Duncan sighed, and sat back down in front of the demon’s desk. While I’m here, he figured, I may as well be. " He rolled over onto his side and I rested my head on the pillow. With his right hand he began to caress and massage my soft, pillowy ass. I was completely turned on, I wanted him to fuck me NOW. The anticipation was killing me as he placed one finger in my ass, massaging the pink hole. I let out a moan letting him know I was ready for his cock. When he placed a second finger into me I began to push back onto his hand with a whimpering moan. "Oh daddy. Yes daddy, that feels so good." I. I’d need to spend time on this stuff before I could just fill in the blanks. I shoveled it all back into the envelope. Then I realised that (a) I needed to talk to my supervisor here – though I was sure he already knew; (b) I needed to talk to my folks. I also needed to talk to Laura, even though we’d already set a time limit. But Orlando was just sitting on my desk.The Lab Director was just down the hall, so I walked over, greeted his secretary and was shown right in. As expected, he was fully.