Some incubi, Damian knew, went in with guns blazing, whether their victim was asleep or awake. Damian preferred subtleness, insinuating himself by del...berate degrees into the consciousness of his victim. It was the difference between bludgeoning a hapless fish and setting a hook. He preferred the latter. Set the hook and play, letting out line and reeling it in. Granting the illusion of freedom before withdrawing it. The end result was the same, but it was an infinitely more rewarding game. The. This woman was truly beautiful and I had her almost half naked in front of me, I had never felt so aroused when giving therapy before, it must be her breathing and her gentle sighs as I moved my hands, and now I must go to her neck.I continued with my thumbs drawing circles moving up from the base of her neck to Lucy’s hairline, I tried to explain what I was doing and why I was doing it, but I gave up on that when I moved to her side to carry out the next stage. I placed one hand on her. "Mmm, that's nice," I groaned as she worked her mouth up to the very tip of my cock, her tongue swirling about the crown."I always wanted to do this," Reina giggled. "I was just so scared that we'd be caught by big sis. If only I knew she wouldn't care." So much missed opportunities," I grinned as she returned to working her mouth on my cock. Her tongue was agile and pleasing.She had to love me to give me such pleasure.I should return the favor, my lust whispered."Turn around," I groaned. "Let. My ex boyfriend was a white 5'11", brunette with hazel eyes very sweet to me (until the relationship ended of course) yet very possessive.This man influenced so many fetishes of mine; I'm not sure if I consider it a curse or a blessing. As high school as this story sounds, my best friend at the time cheated on her boyfriend with him and I was kind of the one who let him know that he should never allow himself to be mistreated.After a few months, he fell in love with me. I kept him in the.