Suddenly a voice: "Martin, what do you look so on my cock, have you ever seen a tail other than your own?".I said, "No - never. Above all, not such a ...ig one and still hard ".Frank began to grin, took my hand and asked, "Would you like to touch him?"I was perplexed, what is going on, he asks me if I want to touch his cock. But before I ever made an answer, Frank led my hand to his tail and put it around him. He continued to hold my hand. "Boy, I know for a long time that you are on men - I have. I’m sure that’s short for something, but I didn’t ask. I didn’t give her my real name. It’s a city, but a small one and we know a lot of people! We sat there for at least 3 hours just talking and telling each other about our lives… and drinking lots of wine. We really hit it off. At some point, we decided it was a good idea to go to her nearby condo and hang out, watch people off her balcony (overlooking a popular downtown square) and of course have some more wine!An hour later, I found. This phenomenon was not limited to only during sexual encounters, humans could not easily resist the will of one of these beings, often quickly becoming completely seduced by their perfect appearances and general charm. The succubi came in different shades of colour, none of which is seen in humans, from pink to scarlet, to vermillion, even purple. Other distinctive features included horns of different shapes and sizes as well as glowing eyes of unnatural colours. Due to these behaviours and. Sharon had forgotten she was trying to just get her nut, because she was milking my dick like she was trying to get loaded up with sperm. Towards the end Sharon had abandoned slow and sensual and went wild, bucking me hard like she was riding the toughest bull in the rodeo. She had almost tripped my switch, I had to hug her tight while she climaxed. By the time she was coming down from her climax I was back somewhat under control, and was ready for the next willing victim.Lynette lay down next.