"No, I am not the Devil, but a devil. You may call me Beatrix." She had read my mind, which in and of itself would have be freakish if not for her thr...ee external protrusions that I mentioned earlier. (The last paragraph, in case you missed it.)I sat back down with a long, drawn out sigh. "Why are you here?" I asked bluntly, ready to strike at moments notice, devil or not.Beatrix blinks. "The typical human reaction when they see me is fear, yet you do not show any signs of such emotions.". I watch Carlos back off and it looks like he’s making a phone call, he’s seriously considering this. Hector has Lupe a little bit behind him and he really hates me. I mean burning a hole in my soul with his stare and all I can do is smile and fell that warm fuzzy. Most of Carlos’s crew has backed off more than a little bit but I am pretty sure someone would stop me if Carlos asked but I’m not going anywhere, this is getting interesting. I almost want to ask who he called as Carlos hangs up the. The light from passing cars occasionally showed her a boy's features and she wondered about him, wondered if he was the boy who had fucked her, wondered how big his cock was and what it looked like, wondered what his cock tasted like, or what it would feel like in her cunt. She squeezed her legs together, working her jizz-slick cunt-lips together until she came. Then she did it again.By the time the bus arrive at the state fair, she'd managed to squeeze off four orgasms. The orgasms were. I then slowly put my hand on her thighs and started rubbing them.I slowly moved my hands a little up her skirt, and she liked it a lot. I could feel her panties getting a little wet. I slowly moved my lips towards her while my hands were grabbing her thighs. Her skin was so soft as if my hand would slip. Then she turned around, and I gave a peck on her lips.To my surprise, she started kissing me. It was a passionate and hot kiss that lasted for about 5 minutes. I then put my hand around her and.