He didn’t seem to mind the pain, but it threw him off balance. He fell to his knees and dropped his empty pistol, Hardcore then drew his silver knife and hurled it at the demon, planting the blade deep in his enemy’s chest. Now with only his sword in hand, he resumed fighting the demons, hacking and slashing them with all of his strength. Limbs and heads fell and the specters howled in frustration as the strings of their puppets were severed, but inevitably, a black hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. There was no more room to fight, hands were closing in all around him, but still the man smiled, and when they threw him onto the altar and pinned him down, he laughed. The demons thrust their talons into his flesh and injected him with the zombie virus, carrying their collected will. Now they could extend their influence physically for a more potent attack. The man could feel their venom running through his veins, turning his cells small into undead tissue. It flowed into his brain, and at last, the demons managed to break into his consciousness, but still, the man laughed. “Congratulations, you managed to get in, but now the real fight teen starts.” They searched his memories, looking for something from his past to exploit, some fear to use against him. Even tits if they infiltrated this mind, they couldn’t take control as long as his will remained intact. In his memories, they found only disdain for all those around him, even from a young age. There was no love for anyone, not for family members or for friends, indifference given to all but those who had something to offer. They could not find any bad memories, no childhood traumas or the birth of any fears. Wait, something happened when he was a child, something that intrigued them. They sensed… darkness. “Ah, I suppose it’s my turn again.” A pulse of willpower erupted from the depths of his soul, thrusting the demons back to the edges of his mind. His willpower, they still could not find a way around it. He lay still on outdoor the altar, simply staring up at the sky with a smirk on his face, showing no fear of the unholy spawn around him. He was afraid of nothing, his confidence was resolute, forming an impenetrable wall. They forced their way back in, now desperate. Time was running out, the sky beginning to lighten. They once again searched his memories. That one memory that he had barred them from, they tried to read it, but to no avail. They looked ahead, trying to understand. In the years since the “accident”, they saw the man preparing his body and soul, torturing himself in the most horrific ways. The scars on his body were remnants of his training to twist pain into pleasure, so that injuries would only make him stronger. He had prepared himself for this day, spent his whole life training to face these demons. Ambition, that was the force repelling them. “You mean you are going to jack me off?” he said with wide-eyed wonder. There was no way the girl tits would ever small do anything like that, anyway. Right before their lips touched, she inhaled his masculine scent. outdoor Christine gulps a bit on that fact. I must have run for about 30 minutes before turning to run back. “Then let’s get to it” he said, picking up my wife as if she were weightless and placing her over his shoulder. And fellates the poor guy! No more than 10 hard pumps later and I was cuming. I always liked fucking Amanda. Nice talking to you. We are from Sakai.” No I didn’t think about it that way. She’s really dead?” She teen says smiling. We had all loved and slept with each other over our stay here and were happy with the way things had Hardcore worked out. “All sorts, we change them just about every night.” She shivered all over.