Deal
“I’m not stupid, fucktard! I know how it works, just give it to me!” he says, grabbing the golden goblet from her and greedily swallowing its contents.
“Okay, simmer down, there’s no need to get antsy. I just needed to make sure you understood that asking the devil for a favour is not as simple as it sounds.”
He wipes the liquid from his mouth and tosses the goblet to the ground, letting out a loud burp. “Stop worrying, honey, I’ve got this sorted. I ain’t no sophomore,” he says, slapping her on the arse and squeezing, pulling her against him. “Now, how about we fuck?”
“I told you before, Frank, I’m…” But she doesn’t get to finish as the room suddenly quivers, the walls crack, the floor bends, and the temperature rises.
“W-What the fuck?” Frank yells as he crashes to the floor in a heap.
“He’s coming. He’s answering your call,” she says with a smile.
“S-S-Seriously? You mean this shit is for real?”
“Of course it’s for real, didn’t you understand that? Isn’t that why you’re here?”
“I was here because I thought we were going to fuck, wasn’t that obvious?”
“Gutter trash,” she hisses as the ground beneath them opens up like a fissure in space. Hot flames tear out of it, licking at the walls and roof. Then everything goes quiet, and she stands before them. Her long blonde hair cascades down over her shoulders and rests just above her waist. Her large full breasts push against the flimsy black dress that leaves little to the imagination, and her black lips smile as flames dance within her eyes.
“What a fine fucking mess we have here,” she says, grabbing at her breasts and squeezing them tightly. “This isn’t too bad either. I’d say I’m his,” she says, nodding towards Frank.
“M-M-Mine?”
“You called me, did you not?”
“I-I-I-It was her, I-I-I don’t want anything to do with this, ma’am. I was just after a bit of pussy. I swear I just thought this was some sort of foreplay shit.”
“You don’t like?” she says as she takes a step towards him. He scrambles backward until he slams into the wall.
“P-P-PLEASE, SHE TRICKED ME!” he screams.
“Is that right? Did you trick this poor soul into summoning me?” she asks, turning to the girl.
“I told him everything. I tried to make him listen, but he was only thinking with his cock. I thought he was into all this. He told me he understood,” the girl replies quickly.
She laughs and turns back to him, “Honey, I’ve got to be honest, which isn’t really what I’m known for, I know, but I saw everything that took place. I know what was going on in your head,” she says, prodding his head with a finger. “You wanted to fuck, and you were willing to do anything to do so. So here I am, all ready, hot and horny, waiting for you,” she says, grabbing him by the hair and twisting his face towards hers. “So, Franky boy, are we going to have some fun?”
“I can’t, I just, please, p-p-please.”
“You can’t what? Get it up?”
He nods as tears run down his face.
She laughs, “That’s okay, Franky, you don’t need to worry about that,” she says as she pulls her enormous hard cock free from her pants, slapping him in the face with it. “I’m plenty hard enough for both of us.”


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