My best sex has been when serendipitous strokes of fortune has opportunities fall into my lap like my Boat Bunny escapade. A few days of sun, sand and...sex turned into a long boat ride filled with cock and cum at every turn and has become one of my favorite memories. (You can find my 'A New Kink For A Wicked Bunny' story if you want to search for it.)Anyway, another unplanned sexcapade happened when I was driving the interstate to visit friends. I'd pulled into a busy truck stop packed with. What I saw was very interesting. It was a room with two-way mirrors on both sides; one to overlook my room and one Cassie's. I sat down in a chair and faced Cassie's room. She had no idea I could see and hear her.She was getting undressed, her tits were already exposed and she was now bent over, removing her neon blue g-string, revealing her tight shaved pussy. She walked to the mirror quickly to check herself out; I could still see the red in her cheeks. She was still frustrated and horny and. "Hmm. The problem with most succubi is they're cunning, duplicitous creatures. Even if there were flaws in the circle or ritual a succubus might pretend to follow the summoner's wishes if it amused them or suited their purposes. We need a daemon that's more straightforward. Then we'll know right away if the summoning was performed correctly."Preferably something that couldn't do a lot of damage if the circle was wrong, Phil thought."A violence daemon would do the trick. Maybe a taurenox.. The authorities, particularly the Duke of Wellington, frowned upon duelling, and the fewer people involved in the affair of honour the less chance of the event coming to the attention of the authorities. After conferring with Braxton- Clark’s second, I was appointed Umpire, the person who loads the duellists’ pistols. On the evening before the duel, Greenaway came to me in a blue funk. He begged me to do all I could to protect him from the marksmanship of Braxton-Clark. I was amazed at his.