Delvin’s mother, whose very sexy visage was plastered all over the commons of the inn this story starts in, had been a human woman that a devil impr...egnated knew the devil that knocked her up by a moniker. Of course, everyone knew that devils and demons had many monikers, some known while others weren’t; some were even known by similar aliases or even the same moniker as another demon or devil; Delvin was likely intended to be part of a sort of plan or contingency that never came to pass or was. I knew that there was nothing that I could do about it so I just did as I was told, did my best to service her pussy with my tongue. I learned to be happy that after I'd licked her until she came she'd occasionally let me stand in front of her and masturbate, maybe once every week or two.Even on those rare occasions when she'd let me play with myself until I came, she'd tell me how useless my little penis was, how it could never satisfy her, what a complete waste and failure I was as a man, and. One succeeded. I was working on another bourbon-of-questionable-ancestry when the madam of the house came over. She was a smart-looking brunette in a Civil Service Decurion’s uniform. She had the bartender draw her a short beer, leaned against the bar and said, “We don’t get many Navy personnel in this bar.”“At these prices, I’m not surprised,” I answered. She frowned and I said, “Sorry. That’s the punch line to an old joke. I decided to get out and see the sights. That led me here. I’m Richard. "I will do theshaving, trust me I have a steady hand and know what I am doing. WhileI am doing that I just want you to relax, come to terms with your sexylingerie, I want you to look at it, study it, drink it all in until youknow that better than any other garment you own." Yes, Madam Gwendolyn."It had two cups like a bra, solid fabric with lace overtop, along theupper edge of the cups was a red ribbon and a lace ruffle and betweenthe two cups was a bow of more red ribbon and a small plastic.