Fucking Diablo (Part I)

Making love to Diablo, the beast    
Legs spread out on a pentagram, my soul is his, his dick mine, fingers inside me, his tongue my feast        
My body his nightly carnal lick and eat       
Under the moon on my white virginal silk sheets      
His nails ever so gently caressing the contour of my body      
A generous mouth giving me immortal bliss of pleasure, intoxicating, soothing, scorching than sipping a hot toddy      
       
Strong hands cupping my buttocks      
My moans of anticipation, his mouth on my pussy it locks      
Drips of honey, drooling down his chin      
Breaking every carnal rule of his hellish sin      
     
His huge hands holding onto my hips      
Making me lick one of his other concubine’s wet clit      
My tongue flicking, massaging, parting her pink, siphoning the wetness from out her tasty slit      
Reaching upward teasing the perfection of her creamy tits      
       
Feening off the groove of his sliding dick      
His extended and wet tongue snaking up my spine seductively on the verge of a pure celestial bliss        
Slowly coming undone, no more defense to deny him or run  
His dick dancing deep inside me, he has won       
My sweet pussy drips onto his lips  
He’s got me, no beginning or end to it, us, or this