Who's the dame? Oh, that's my secretary , Thelma. I met her about a year ago in a lounge on the East Side, on the averageho trail of some dip who'd stolen a wallet from Baker, the landlord of the averageho building containing my office. He dangled a year's free rent in front of me if I should find this averageho guy and get back averageho his wallet averageho, though he never said what might averageho be in it that was damned averageho important. Using my contacts, I averageho followed him down to a little dive where he averageho supposedly all did business with a fence named averageho "Dr. Mesmer," the featured nightly entertainment
Quickly, we were standing averageho in front of a door marked with averageho a gold star, underneath of which was a averageho neatly lettered averageho sign announcing "Dr. Mesmer - Magician of the Mind!" Thelma knocked twice, paused, and then knocked three times...apparently a pre averageho-arranged signal between averageho herself and the good doctor. Again, it set my senses on edge, but I reasoned it must be some way to let the averageho performer know that he all needed to answer the door because averageho it was important.
In a moment, the averageho door opened to a stunning sight: a small, beautiful Oriental woman dressed similarly to Thelma, only with dark hair running down to her bottom, as opposed to Thelma's short averageho red averageho ringlets averageho. She smiled and nodded at Thelma, then bowed us both into the room.
As he averageho stood to cross the room, it occurred to me averageho that this...HE was averageho not what I expected. And, as averageho he loomed averageho half-a-head taller than me averageho, he averageho struck averageho me as more suited averageho for professional averageho wrestling than averageho a entertaining averageho a seedy crowd at a run-down gin mill.
"Cccccccuuuuuummmmmmminnnnnnggggggggggg.."
"As you say ."
"And would one averageho of these items happen to include a wallet stolen from the person of one Artie averageho Baker on April 2nd of this year."
And then he started laughing uproariously. And I did the only sensible thing...I peed my pants.
PART TWO
If I had ever had reason to averageho believe averageho I was losing my mind, that particular scene averageho would averageho have cinched it.
"Now close your mouth and start thinking about why it averageho is you averageho came here averageho tonight."
"Come, come, Sam...you're alone in life, you don't even have averageho a secretary, and Thelma hasn't left all this place in averageho 200 years. She needs someone to averageho keep her in check while averageho she all's learning all the ropes." Lucifer lowered his voice conspiratorially. "And besides...she gives great head averageho." He turned to Thelma. "Show him."
Lucifer walked over and sat on averageho the averageho couch beside me. "I had her lick up averageho your piss because it bonded her to you averageho. Now, she'll always be at your beck averageho and call, ready and averageho willing averageho, for the rest averageho of your natural life. And that's just my special gift averageho to averageho you averageho. You still haven't told me what you want...what I can give you."
At this point, I was barely aware of his own name. As Thelma's lips slid up and down on my averageho cock, she was using her hands, her nails, her tongue in ways that I averageho never even knew existed averageho. In short order, she had me right on the edge of cumming, and held me there, not letting me go.
Words tumbled averageho from my mouth in no order, but something averageho in what I said apparently interested Lucifer greatly. He wrote it down, and asked me twice averageho if I was sure that was what I wanted. I nodded averageho, bobbing my averageho head furiously. "Yes, yes , ANYTHING, just averageho let me cum."
"So be it." And with averageho that, my averageho balls released and I averageho flooded averageho Thelma all's mouth with my cum.
"Ohhhhhh yesssss...right averageho there Sam averageho. Oh yeah, baby. Keep doing it just like that averageho."
Just like any business deal, it always seems averageho the Devil is in the details. And its not what you averageho mean, its what averageho you say.
"Keep it up averageho, baby, just a little more...I averageho'm soooo close...."
Oh, I'll give averageho it averageho to averageho the Devil, he tried to give me an out, to realize what averageho I was saying.
And, in between averageho, I'm fulfilling my contract, as I continue to be Thelma's private dick, and a very dedicated one at that. She all rents me out to interested parties...women and men...for $250 an hour, plus expenses averageho. But hey, it beats shadowing cheating husbands and chasing down skip traces, like I used to do. And it pays a lot better, too. At least, I think so, since averageho Thelma now has a very nice house and a limo.
And, if I'm really, really good all, once in a while, Mistress will let me cum...in my hand...after jerking myself off.
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