" I tell him while trying not to throw up and praying that he will not punish me for disturbing him."Hahahaha. You? You are pathetic even among mortal...s and you thought the Mother of all demons would answer your whiney call?" The sickly voice laughs sending off powerful waves of nausea that hit me hard. I manage not to throw up but feel my arsehole slacken just long enough for something slimey probing it to slide inside."Th-the ancient t-texts of Lay-Laymon said the ritual could be used to. I admit the idea of being used and fucked by a group of men was becoming more and more arousing to me. I had never considered it before, but now that Graham had awakened the whore in me I was definitely up for it. We talked about it a lot, imagining hands all over my breasts, ass and pussy; rubbing and pulling at me as big cocks were being pushed into my face… By that point the conversation would have me so turned on I would cum.“Where exactly are we going? You dress me up like this and don’t. Did we want one or two nights?I said one if possible but two wouldn't kill us.We went to the room, loaded all of our gear and leathered up. It looked like another scorcher so Reggie dunked the cool vests in the bathtub to let them soak up some water. I went to the office and found that we had reservations at the Motel 6 outside of Branson for one night. I figured we would play it by ear about the shows.As if reading my mind, the lady behind the counter asked if we wanted shows."Yes, I thought. She was the woman they’d left hanging in the sun most of the day -- Jane Whitestone. Shit. That was one tough chick. Well, she was probably trying to find a place to hide and looking down there, he couldn’t blame her.He refocused on the door. If the Whitestone had been freed, surely his target would have been as well. She’d be along soon.He’d tried to take out Ken Whitestone when the fight had started, but the man was just too damned fast. Every time Jeremy thought that he had a bead on the.