You would’ve thought someone with billions of years under her belt would be more mature. Despite her oddly-childish pestering for sex, Fantasia was not an unkindly girl. When we stopped at a Wal-Mart (I wasn’t surprised hell had one) to get me clothes, Fantasia offered to run in and procure them, saving me the humiliation of walking nakedly through an underworld box store. I should’ve known the succubus would settle for nothing less than the sluttiest outfit she could find. I scowled at her as she grinned deviously, and I reluctantly pulled the gauze “dress” over my body. “God, that looks so fucking hot on you.” Fantasia sighed, unabashedly eye-fucking me. I dared a look in the window, and caught my reflection. The white translucent garment hugged the modest swell of my breasts, draped generously from my nipples, and narrowed to my waist. The garment was hemmed in such a way that it ended just where thigh met glute, and wrapped my succulent asset tightly enough to push into the crack. With direct lighting, nothing was hidden. “I look like a whore.” I muttered. “I know, right?” Fantasia giggled, apparently pleased with my review. She rested her chin on my shoulder, and grinned back from our mutual reflection, “Hell’s virgin bachelorette,” Fantasia tied a black velvet choker around my neck, “ready and willing for one lucky demon to ravish her innocence away.” “You’re fucking insane.” “There’s no room for sanity down here, Emily.” Fantasia said into my ear, “This place really is hell if you try to control yourself, but it can be heaven if you let yourself go.” She took my chin between her thumb and finger, and turned me until our faces were a breath apart, “I’ll keep you safe, but only as safe as you want to be kept.” Fantasia winked, her thick lashes tickling my own, we were so close. After some time, Rachel pulled us over next to what looked like a hedged maze. It was the first time I’d seen any foliage in hell, and though it was oddly out of place, it was a welcome sight. “Oh my god, are we seeing Kaitlyn?!” Fantasia clapped her hands excitedly. “Emily and I are.” Rachel said, unbuckling herself. “B-b-b-but…” Fantasia pouted her lip and slouched her shoulders in an exaggerated display of disappointment, “…why can’t I come?” “Because you’ll embarrass me.” “I japanese swear I’ll be good!” Fantasia promised, nodding her head fervently. Rachel looked incredulous, but she did relent with a sigh. Fantasia squealed. “Kaitlyn?” asian I asked Fantasia when we hopped out of the back of the van. “She’s amazing! ” Fantasia proclaimed, “I can’t believe you get to meet her on your first day here!” “I guess even in hell, it’s all about who you know.” I said, eyeing Rachel as she led the way. Every second spent with the mysterious woman only raised more questions. Why was Rachel both revered and feared by all the demons we passed? Why could she demand the audience of an apparent celebrity without invitation? And why was she Lesbian ignoring these important mental questions, but acknowledging my most trivial musings? It meant she was hiding things from me, and I didn’t much care for that. Of course, I didn’t have any options either. As I pondered the mysterious woman before me, my eyes began to move on their own accord. They traversed the brilliant length of Rachel’s white, wavy hair, moved along the elegant exposure of her collar, trailed the frills of her white cutoff, savored the tan musculature of her lower and mid back, then rested easily on the domes of her ass, bulging from her white leggings. Good god, what an ass. “Thank you, Emily; yours is quite nice as well.” Rachel smirked over her shoulder. “Excuse me David, there isn’t any prices on this menu.” Roger said. “Guess what baby? I was shocked but as she felt on my cock, I moved my hands to feel her boobs. He started moving south, his mouth grazing her smooth, flat stomach, taut from her workouts, but she stopped him and pulled his head back up. The bulls don't like that." “Coming right up,” I said as I walked quickly to the grill. The troop, Julie included snapped to attention as Ziva complimented them on their dedication and effort japanese and how well they had done. She pushed her gray hair away from her ear and picked up the receiver. Tim and I didn’t say a word on the drive home. “Sorry?!” I laughed, “Is that all you can say?! "Yes dear, my Charlie can't come through but he's here too." I think that he wanted us to feel his hard dick Lesbian pressing into our stomach as it was happening. "In the middle of the bed with her head on the pillow," I told her. I asian groaned wildly at the sweet and innocent texture of her tasty ass flesh and thrust my tongue furiously at her ass. “Poop-hole loophole.” “Well then, text them back and tell them not to worry. That sudden feeling was followed by a soft “Shhhhh”, that came from a deep throated voice. When I finally make it to the gate, the gate agent closes the door. “Promise me baby?” "I've seen those videos on your laptop. As I got close to the hotel I decided that I wasn’t feeling that knackered any more, the food and wine had perked me up a bit so I turned and walked back along the ‘square’ then along the edge of the harbour. "What counts as sex?" The latter had a stern voice, like the man in charge.