07-21-2010, 12:35 PM
With a loud and less gravely sounded moan, the hero shot his seed into Demon Flower's body, too lost in the pleasure to realize what he had just done. For now, he kept himself in blissful ignorance and kissed the woman's lips once more, his tongue entering her mouth to play with her tongue and his hands moved up to gently play with her breasts.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.