Chapter 4
The s*x was mediocre at best. Pyro had a large c**k, as most demons possessed, but unlike most demons he knew little how to use it. His f*****g was so rough that it was to be endured, not enjoyed, and his c**k kept slipping out so that finally Charam suggested they jerk off instead. When the time came for loads to be spilled, Pyro stood up and aimed his c**k at Charam.
“Where do you want it?” Pyro asked, although in truth Charam was beyond caring. “On your face? Shall I blow on your face?”
Charam shrugged his shoulders slightly and nodded half-heartedly.
“Go on then.”
“Which one? Which face shall I blow on?” asked the demon, smiling at his own joke.
Charam rolled his eyes then closed them. It was difficult not to grimace as the first warm splash of c*m splattered across his
