The Devil’s Pact, The Ghost of Paris
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2014
Chapter Seven: The Goddess in the Tutu
Note: Thanks to b0b for also taking a look at this and finding some mistakes. Xnxx hd Oh, my fuckin’ word!”
Her cunt grew tighter, bearing down hard on my cock as the little slut bucked on the trunk of her car. I enjoyed the thrill of our unobtrusive fuck. Before I had become the Ghost, I used to sit on this very bench, and watch the girls prance about through the studio’s large windows. My pecker felt drained, flaccid. Darleen-Astarte grasped my shaft and buried her cunt upon my cock. My favorite website; full of information on all things supernatural, and where I learned how to summon the Devil. I hoped many of the young things I’d been fucking were pregnant. The old lady frowned, peering at us. She felt wonderful; I couldn’t wait to shove my pecker into her. It was all over social media about my ‘haunting’ of the girl’s locker room yesterday. Darleen was the most beautiful creature when she danced; a fairy twirling about with white-blonde hair.
