Zamora slowly walked into her house, with her great ass swinging invitingly. Rob took his hard on into the garage. He went up in the loft to his hidin... place and jacked off, thinking about Mrs. Zamora’s beautiful ass! When Rob erupted he fantasized one day he would have sex with Mrs. Zamora! But in his heart Rob knew that was very unlikely to happen! Rob believed Mrs. Zamora thought he was still just a kid. At eighteen and compared to a middle thirties woman that was a fair assumption! Mrs.. Several times I would wake up in the morning to findFrank fucking my wife or daughter in the shower beforewe would both go to work.Yet still none of them ever mentioned anything to meabout what was happening. My wife also stopped lettingme have sex with her around this time. She was too farstretched for me anyways now. I couldn’t pleasure likeI used to, she just started making up excuses to nothave sex and I stopped asking for it.Eventually one day I was tired of waiting for them tofinish. ..lesbian? Okay, that's confusing. But theconundrum was that even by my senior year in college I still had not hadany kind of sex with a woman. I lived off campus after my freshman yearin my own apartment and dressed whenever I wanted. I had managed tofind a few "semi regular" guys that I could dress up for but these were"straight" guys that could get something from me they couldn't get froma regular girlfriend. Most were businessmen or guys that worked intown. Harvard girls were. Do not mistake my acquiescence for any mutual desire." She shuddered beneath his fingertips. Krystal's pussy was already sopping wet, the demon's lust completely overtaking her body.----------------------------------------------------------------- What's happening...? Krystal wondered in her semi-conscious, dream-like state. We're going to screw an angel, babe. Abbadon whispered back to her. Enjoy it, doll. I can tell you're the same kind of freak as me. Your little boyfriend has nothing on.