I pulled his boxers down and he kicked them off.Pulling him to me, I reached down and guided him into me. "Oh, Phillip," I gasped as he filled me.It d...dn't take long until he stiffened, groaned, and thrust inside me. I could feel spurt after spurt. Phillip lay there with his head on my shoulder, breathing hard. He was very tense, not relaxed as I'd expect after what was undoubtedly his first non-self-induced orgasm in years.He slid off and rolled away from me. He was clearly upset."Phillip?". The dresser andbed had been changed to a little girl's white set with a canopy. Thecurtains were Barbie and Hannah Montana and even Disney themed. Shestuffed that room with so many little girl things, I could hardly movewithout seeing something girly."Did you have 'princess dreams,' sweetheart?" she asked. She sat there,smoking a cigarette and drinking her coffee, expecting an answer from me.I was so afraid to talk, I couldn't think of anything to say. "I'm expecting an answer, faggot," she. Like I was watching someone else’s actions. Amara took one last look at me, making sure I was okay, before turning to Esme, who was now back in her human form, although still very naked and covered in cum.Being bonded with Amara, I always had a perfect sense of her emotions, what she was feeling and even thinking, even without my powers. Right now, I felt anger and power beyond anything I had before, and it was all entirely directed at Esme.“Succubus!” Amara said, her forceful voice heavy with. "But at least Kasey wasn't crying when she came out. Neither are you, so maybe we should just call it a win." How about we settle for a non-loss," I answered. "I don't think there was anything to be won." You'd be surprised," Carrie told me. "I hate to keep drawing parallels to my life. But so much of Kasey is like me when I was growing up. I've told you about my Dad. I treasured the man. But that didn't mean I didn't do things that drove him crazy. I'm sure you caused your parents some.