With a scrape of a shoe they grew louder, he looked to its direction, and smiled at her countenance. He saw in her eyes that glimmer of knowledge from... the Cremorne. He mistook it in Delilah and he did not this time.Neither would he take his eyes off her, not out of vigilance but because of her beauty. Delicately rouged cheeks rose on a canvas of pearlescent skin. Her razor bobbed black hair revealed the delicate contour of her jawline and neck. She moved effortlessly and her dark eyes refused. “The purpose was for me to see if you would kill when I tell you to, and for you to experience taking a soul.” She said to me. “Did you enjoy it? Taking the soul, I mean?”“Yes ... very much so. Killing the others, I felt nothing but ... satisfaction.” I said. “When I looked at the soul I took, I saw nothing that would redeem him if he had another chance. His crew was just carbon copies of him. They did what he told them without thinking of the consequences.”“I’ve seen his memories and I can. He could feel her sliding along his shaft, her hands clenching him, the sounds in his ears, the smells and under it all the knowledge that he was having the best sex he'd ever had. Neil groaned in ecstasy and slammed home until his dick erupted, filling her with his seed. The universe shrank to a tiny point in a white storm of noise and Neil couldn't feel anything except Mae.Mae's demeanor at breakfast was in sharp contrast to earlier meals. She sat quietly next to Neil, eating fruit and a. Paola placed her limp pole into the small pocket in the front, it was smooth and welcoming, next came her balls, that is when she understood she was doing it wrong.This bottom had another hole in it for her balls, she took the whole thing off and tested the hole, she wanted to see how flexible the thing is. It was, she could easily pull on it and it didn’t seem to strain at all. She pulled as wide as she could and started moving her balls through the hole, it was no easy task, but Paola was.