The Devil You Know 
They say don't make deals with the devil. But what if it's the devil you know?
Caution!
This might make you lose your morals, question if you've ever been horny, take away your innocence, until you lose yourself with each nut.
Warning, this may get really slippery.
I'd advise you to grab some tissues. 
I didn't need tissues.
Andrade's tongue licked the wine as it flowed down my hole. In a swift motion that made me lose my mind.
His firm hands pulled me closer, spreading me as he fucked me with his tongue.
“Fucking virgin..”  he muttered.
Don't talk with your mouth full.
Hell, I didn't know I was gay until I met Andrade.
And now, all I wanted was his big cock inside of me.
How did I go from marrying his sister to being his little plaything?
Well, I've made a deal with the devil, and I signed it with my body.