Several covered aspects of magic that I just wasn't interested in. But there was one ominous looking one covered in black leather that was just what I...wanted. It covered all kinds of summoning spells. How to summon nature spirits, forgotten gods and even low level angels. But the part I was fascinated with was summoning demons. Specifically one kind of demon, a SUCCUBUS. A female demon that was all about sex. What was not to love. Oh, the whole eating your soul or sucking out your life force. ”“I’m sure she’ll appreciate that,” Joe chuckled.“She here?”“Same show basically. You need passes?”“I ... I already have tickets.”“Backstage?”“Please?”He found them in his bag. “How many?”“Two? My daughter’s a fan too.”“What about your husband?”“Joe,” she pouted cutely. “You shouldn’t tease. I told you I was available. I kicked that cunt out years ago.”“It’s none of my business. And I certainly wouldn’t mind getting to know you. But it’s really just curiosity. But are all the men in Paris that. Then sitting up she drew the smaller Tom on to her lap. She kissed him, then leaned down and took his nipples in her mouth and sucked and bit them. He shivered and his dick started to quiver with renewed life. Moving her hand down Alison played with his soft dick and squeezed his balls, then she spread his legs and began to play with his rectum, one finger in she began a sensual massage of his prostate, and his cock sprung to life.“Oh Tommy likes that, go Tommy, go.” Alison continued to. Older ladies had often told her of similar things. How the intimacy of the act made it for them. The direct sense of power over a boy, someone so clearly below her. She'd heard the head priestess herself mention how in the Goddess' world, the worst tortures were actually the moments being raped by the demonesses, not to speak of the Goddess herself! Being engulfed in their demonic cunts, she'd said, was the greatest horror. The twisted clergywoman really got off on such talk!Frankly, Ashiahe.