She shuddered and tossed her head back gasping for a deep breath. She pulled at the rubber band that held her long brown hair in place. She shook her ...ead up and down, shaking her head of hair uncontrollably. She rocked her hips back and forth, grinding herself on my lap, my manhood buried deep inside of her.She leaned forward and my cock slipped out.“Put it back,” Bridget begged. “Put it back in me!”Amy pushed my cock back towards Bridget’s pussy and into the folds of her hot vagina. Bridget. The Jeep was in the garage but she couldn't find Jimmy. His bedroom door was open as was the bathroom. She could see a fresh pile of dirty clothes in the hamper but no Jimmy. She went to her room and removed her work clothes and put on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. When she passed by the window in her room, she noticed the door to the gazebo was open. 'Jimmy must be in there,' she thought. For a moment she just stared at the open door, wondering if he was alone. And if so, would. When I returned home, I could somehow feel the presence of other succubi inside, much the same way I could sense the sexual fantasies of men. I would have expected to feel my mom, yet I also felt others. There were four other succubi already inside the house. I felt vaguely curious about this though not the least concerned. I would just have to go see who they were.A moment later, I teleported into the middle of my living room, right to where I'd sensed the other succubi. The first one I saw. The cum shot out of me. It splashed onto my thighs and ran down my legs. It felt so hot against my skin. As did the semen currently being pumped into my asshole. Squirt after squirt of it flowed into me, lubricating my rectum and making my captor’s penetrations even easier.I don’t know how long my orgasm lasted. It could have been a few seconds like it could have been an hour. All I know for sure is that I had never felt this satisfied in my entire life. When the man’s cock finally went limp.