" Succubus sounded a little familiar, but again I looked quizzical. "As I thought a different genus, genus daemoni, a demon not a fairy. In this case,...daemoni pornee, though their union is trying to get that name changed. They claim it's demeaning. Though if you're one, you're an incubus, not a succubus, that's the male version, same species. They're demons who feed off of sexual energy."He paused, he was making some sense for once, so I signaled him to carry on. "Succubi and Incubi also have. It made my mind wander with the allure from his scent. I hear the tap of his attaché case as he sets it on the floor behind me and off to his side. Suddenly, I feel his arm slowly reach around my waist and give me a slight tug backwards and I can feel his body press up against my back. I gasped for a second but never say a word. Against my ass I can feel the stiffness of his cock as it rises beneath his pants. It is getting harder and longer, longer and harder. It feels like a steel rod. He gets up but brings the lady to her feet as well, still holding her hand. They head to the exit and the cameraman follows.They are sitting in a restaurant now, waiting for food. The decor is Eastern. The woman is now draped onto Jake’s shoulder, looking adoringly at him as she strokes his chest.Jake addresses the cameraman: “I didn’t know if this would work but if I touch someone I can get into their head better, like I did when I gave your producer her baby orders before we left. In this. I read down the page and began to notice myself getting hot under my nightie. I could feel the warmth between my legs and suddenly found reading very difficult. My concentration shifted and slowly my right hand moved down between my legs. I gently rest a finger on my mound and could feel the heat. The mere brush of my fingertip sent a shiver along my spine. I cast my mind back to when I last felt like this but struggled to remember how long ago it was. My finger traced in little circles around.