I asked her, “What’s your name?”“Soniya”, she said slowly.I wondered why at such places most of the babes are by the name ‘Soniya’.“An... what’s your name, sir?”, she asked. “Raj”, I said.The masseur Soniya was doing her job perfectly. She finished with my back, shoulders, back of legs and then she asked me to lie down straight. I took a turn and lay on my back. She started with my toe. Now I could see her properly and kept the conversation on.“Are you married?”, I asked.“Divorced”, she. That is, until you look down at her negligee barely holding in her ample breasts, at which point you are reminded that she is a succubus. She is getting much better at changing her shape. She has kept her horn, wings, and tail hidden since she sat down for dinner. Her demonic nature explains why she is fixated on your essence.“You can’t have his essence tonight,” warns the statuesque blonde sitting next to you. “He will be training with me.”“Yeah, right. Training,” says Morelle, rolling her. ”“So you just lay there and let us do it?”“Uh huh. Pretty hard to sleep with you two shaking the bed and moaning. And well... it turned me on.”“Oh, did it?”Melissa blushed. “Yeah. Don’t know why, but the thought of you making Susan feel as good as you make me feel... it’s exciting. And last night was special. She hadn’t been with anyone for so long. And she has a little crush on you, you know. I’m glad we made her happy.”“Happy’s not exactly the word I’d use. So what does this mean?”“Huh?”“I. . oh...no more...ouch...oh...it hurts...ow...oh."He held back for a while, allowing Christy to acclimate, until her grip relaxed, then he bumped into her further, catching Christy off guard, her fingers digging into his hips once more as he made additional progress. He kept repeating this technique and moving closer towards his goal, the muscles in her vagina stretching each time to accommodate a little more of him."Ow, Reggie, you're too big and you're hurting me." Shhh, it gonna be okay,.