The thought that the demon was real sent a chill down her spine, but lit a fire in her groin. She wondered if he had a tail, or if his horns were sens...itive. Something about his skin made her want to taste him, explore every inch of his body, find out what a demon liked. His attitude wasn’t unpleasant, and she was sure he was bored out of his mind waiting for something to do. A large hippo statue waved at her enthusiastically from the other side of a small hedge, so she waved back. The garden. "You are one hot little shit-whore, love!" Gina groaned as she neared a climax.With the main course gone, Leslie took the napkin and dipped it into the remainder of Gina's piss, saturating it completely with the acrid liquid. She wiped her face with the filthy rag, removing much of the shit-stain that had accumulated there and replacing it with hot pee. Then, without hesitation she pushed the entire wad into her mouth and began to chew it.That was too much for Gina. She really hadn't. It might be insulting to refuse. Worse, he might upset Zuki. The thought of her getting the wrong impression, thinking that he didn’t really like her or that he didn’t want to be around her overrode his fear of being put in a compromising situation.He rinsed his mouth and then stepped out of the bathroom, finding Zuki waiting for him, her tail flicking eagerly.“Are we going to bed now?” she asked, her ears picking up as she anticipated his reply.“Yeah, it’s pretty late.”Her smile was. I was in tune, released, my senses inturmoil. I felt ready to get caught that night ... My transparent pants fellquickly, my thong which compressed my clit under my little balls wasalready soaked , my hair in disarray and i went regularly to his bathroomto get a makeover and to pee.I remember what i loved about him is that he considered me as woman. Heshowed it to me and demonstrated by his gestures, his caresses and hisway of hugging me and kissing me. I whispered tender and raw words in.