The open window in front of your desk, along with the sunshine and cool air floating in through it, is a constant reminder to you of how you wish you ...ere enjoying it, rather than being inside, staring at your textbook, titled “Basic Guidelines of Weaving the Mystic Arts”.Looking out the window to the manicured greens outside, under the warm sunlight, you decide it’s mostly common sense anyway. And since this could be the last sunny day for awhile, it only seems right that you should spend it. . Well he was going at it so much that I wondered if this might be possible. He certainly warmed to the idea of my cheating. The night he actually fucked me pretending to be another man and now eating my pussy full of fake cum. Who knew? He might get off to eating a real creampie. I had to banish that thought from my mind. This would have to be his idea. Just thinking about getting fucked by a huge cock brought back memories of a couple of boyfriends who actually did fit the bill. I never had. Your thighs smacked against his as you gripped at his thick girlish hips. He cried out in ecstacy as you swiftly approached your climax. The throbbing of your cock fought against the almost vice like grip of his ass. You forced your tongue into each of the brown boys mouths as you sodomizied your god. They tasted of ginger and sugar. There was nothing on your mind but the lust clouding your thoughts. It was just so utterly close to your limit. You threw your head back and clung to your. ..I'm not letting you leave her before at least one of you signs up."Silence. The incongruity of the situation had made Catherine and Jennie forget where they were for a second, but they now felt the appropriate dread again."A succubus ?" Cautiously inquired Jennie. "Like, what's the alternative ?" Normal demon. You get your bearings, find out what eternity has to offer, and start tormenting whoever best gets your panties in a wad. The succubus, on the other hand, will start working at me.