I fucked her so hard against a shelf, a stack of books fell down on us. She was a red-haired beauty and an absolute firecracker in bed. Sex How could I sentence any woman to such a fate? Darleen stepped out around the corner, walking down the alley that ran between the dancing school and its neighbor, and led to the back parking lot where I waited. Around dusk, I found myself waiting at ‘Beauty in Motion’, the local dancing school where Darleen Cummings, the Mayor’s pride and joy, took ballerina lessons. “You got a fine cooch, sweetness!” I moaned. She was skinny and lithe, graceful as a butterfly. “I want my pecker to always be ready to fuck a pretty, young thang!”
“Such a small thing.” She straightened, working her hips on my cock, shoving her whole fist into her cooch. “It is funner when there’s an audience, after all.”
I laughed. The demoness would only grant one wish, and only a small thing. “Well, sweetness, I’m off.”
“You commin’ back, Ghost?” she asked. “What boon shall I grant unto you for the gift of this maiden’s body, mortal.”
“I want stamina,” I moaned. “I want my pecker to always be ready to fuck a pretty, young thang!”
“Such a small thing.” She straightened, working her hips on my cock, shoving her whole fist into her cooch.
