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One of the man’s friends, exhausted from holding him still during the exorcism, gathered what little strength he had left and grabbed a poker from the nearby fireplace. He gave a desperate scream and charged towards Dominion, still siphoning every drop of blood out of the priest. He jammed the piece of steel into Dominion’s back, but he didn’t seem to notice or care. The poker had been buried deep, enough to puncture a lung, but from the sight of inky black blood oozing the wound, the attacker realized how foolish the move had been. It happened in an instant, the demon they had all seen get devoured, reappearing. It burst from the wound in Dominion’s back, fused with him like a conjoined twin and given shape by his blood. It attacked the man without mercy. He screamed in agony as it gouged out his eyes with its clawed thumbs, only to be silenced as it tore into his amateur windpipe with its jaws and began stealing his soul. Like all the other demons that Dominion had enslaved, this newest addition had lost its free will, its every move now subject to its master’s whims, its powers to be used however he saw fit. The second friend, seeing what was happening to the first, bolted for the door. In the face of this godless horror, there was nothing he could do. The two women were beyond his saving. He could only hope they had the strength to run as he did, and that the Lord would forgive his cowardice. He managed to reach the doorway, the teen sweat on his face evaporating in the chilly autumn air. He went no further. Without even turning away from his meal, Dominion pointed his hand at the fleeing man. They came from out of his sleeve, three tentacles made of jet-black flesh, each tipped with a barbed stinger. They ran through the man’s chest like harpoons, the pain making him want to scream, but the blood filling his lungs and esophagus not letting his voice escape. He was lifted into the air and the tentacles immediately went to work bleeding him dry and taking his soul. Having now devoured four souls, Dominion, at last, stood up. The tentacles retracted into his arm and the demon on his back receded into the wound, closing it as it vanished. He looked down on the two women, a smirk on his blood-caked face. His eyes fell to the wife of his first victim and he showed some faint annoyance. “Meh, softcore you’re a little too past your indian prime for me.” He grabbed her by the throat, lifting her off her feet with his claws digging into her wrinkled flesh. Her daughter threw herself onto Dominion’s arm, an action not done out of hope, but frustration. “Mom! Mom!” she shrieked, trying to separate the two of them. Dominion pulled her away, holding her off the ground with his other hand likewise around her throat. The difference was that while he was draining the mother, he was simply strangling the daughter to end her efforts. She sobbed as she watched the life leave her mother’s eyes and all the color drain from her face. Once finished, Dominion tossed her aside and turned his insidious gaze on the daughter. “Oh, you’ll do nicely.” He threw her onto a nearby couch, and as she struggled to regain her balance, he threw himself on her. He ripped away her clothes, exposing her naked body. “Ha, right you are Tina. I placed my palms over those bumps, they felt like boobs, they squeezed like boobs, they felt wonderful. With that kind of talk, my dick remains hard. He reached out… played with my hair. “Not if you are on your knees and he lifts your skirt, tears a hole in your amateur softcore pantie hose and takes you from behind…” Now it was Jody’s turn to blush bright red. Then grip him in one or both hands and pump up and down," I instructed. Every city she went to there was a fan like him somewhere, keen but shy and reserved, fanatic in their love for her but without all the shrieking teen and screaming that she was none too fond of. Then I felt a hand unsnap my bra. She found a box that said 'pictures'. Isabella squatted down and waited as the boy lowered his trunks. Her thrusting breasts got the most attention. Go get it and I will unlock the one you have now." Billy’s cock was in heaven as it slid in and out of the young girl. The Trainer and the Photographer took her in through the back door and told to wait in a movie booth. "She started crying and said it hurt. After a couple of minutes of trial and error we both managed to keep the weighted dildo tight in our pussies. I just feel a little overwhelmed right now." They didn’t return when I arrived. That was it. indian