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"Come, come, Sam...you're alone in life, you don't even have a secretary, and Thelma hasn't left this place in 200 years. She needs someone to keep her in check first while she's learning all the ropes." Lucifer lowered his teensfirstthreesome voice conspiratorially teens. "And besides...she gives here great teens head teensfirstthreesome." He turned to pottery barn teen Thelma. "Show teens him."

"It's the moment of truth, Sam. Time to make teensfirstthreesome your deal with the Devil. What can I do in return for you soul?"