The Devil came back from Georgia and met with his Executive Committee to review potential souls to target. He had several Popes, Imams, and various other religious leaders to help out.
"There is a young woman in Alabama that is a prime target. She has sex constantly," said a Baptist Minister who lived below due to his penchant for prostitutes. "Just look at this!" And a Diabolical Power Point Appeared with sound and video.
Silky was on her hands and knees as George licked her asshole. Her red hair hung as draperies to her emerald eyes, while she poured liquid heat on his fingers.
"Oh, God that's so good, right there, yes, there!" She shuddered as she moaned. "Please don't play anymore, just fuck me!"
"I'll fuck you when I am ready!" Slap! George landed a sharp blow to her butt. After three more handprints in florid crimson painted her derrière, she was even more out of control.
"Puh lease, George! Fuck me now!"
George put his hand on his swollen cock, and the Devils crew could see from every angle at once, so they saw the purpled head nearly bursting, the veins standing out on his shaft, and the crimson wetness of her cunt as he approached her entrance. Her introitus strained to allow his adamantine erection to slide deep into her close-fitting pussy.
"Jesus, Silky, you are so fucking tight! I think I'm gonna explode!"
"Oh yes, that's it! You are so big! I like your finger in my ass!"
"Here it comes baby! Aahhh!"
"Yes George, yes yes! Oh, God, I'm gone!"
"I think this clearly establishes her as a fornicator."
"Not so fast," replied the devil, being his own advocate. "She loves George. We know that's true. She is sincerely expressing that love."
"But the blasphemy!"
"I know you didn't call me to this meeting just to talk about a little misuse of His name?"
"Well the sexual love may be not bad enough for you to get excited about, but perversity must be a sin!" This came from a former Pope who had overseen the burning alive of heretics. Once again the magical videos played.
George lay back on the bed smiling down at his beautiful daughter Silky, while her green eyes connected with his blues. She held his rigid penis in her little hand and stroked up and down the shaft while deftly leaning left and right to lick the underside of his head with short quick movements of her neck and tongue. His foreskin wrapped and unwrapped his abergine plum, which was coated with her saliva.
She moved forward and took the entire cock into her mouth, holding the glans between her lips for a few moments and then sliding down until the entire shaft was buried in her throat. She began a rhythmic bobbing up and down on his tumescence, pausing every few thrusts to again massage him with her fist and lick up and down the length of his rigidity.
She moved faster and faster, her tongue flicking like a lizard's, until he began pumping against her face in an involuntary effort to put more meat into her orifice. She stroked his balls gently with her other hand and slid a finger back to tickle his anus.
George cried out in ecstasy and grabbed the sides of her head, letting her carmine curls bleed across his fingers as the arterial spurting of a different kind of body fluid, white and thick, spewed into her mouth and dripped back down more rapidly than she could swallow.
"Silky, you do that so well! I love you so much!"
