For it was ultimately better to resign oneself to one's fate than resist it. What, any longer, was the point of rebellion? All that was over. She had ...uffered enough. So, surely, had they. Now they merely stood silent and waiting. Available. All of them.Occasionally, from a long distance, came the sounds of laughter. Or an agonised scream. No doubt there was a banquet in progress. Pleasure and pain would be rife. How long will I stand here? Perhaps I will not be required. But, if I am, for what. They seemedto be protecting her as well as ensuring she was not misbehaving. The happycouple found out that the Arab woman was staying at their same hotel in Cairo,and made a promise to have a more thorough talk when they got back there.Jason and Trina were very interested in her, they both loved to talk aboutdifferent cultures. And since Aisha belonged to a culture so different thanthat of the western world, made it fascinating. Eveningcame and the tour bus started its way back to Cairo.. As I was concentrating on the cock in my mouth I felt a cool lubricant being applied to my ass. I knew I couldn't stop it so I tried to relax and concentrate on what I was doing and just let it happen.As I felt the hard cock enter me I sucked harder on the cock in my mouth. He was about to cum and fill his condom. As he came I felt the guy behind me start to really drive at my ass causing my balls to scream in pain. With that another cock was entering my mouth. I hungrily sucked while wriggling. “You will suffer a thousand deaths for this! The winds will carry your screams for eternity.”“You kiss your mother with that mouth?” he quipped. “Do demons even have mothers?”Logan kept circling, forcing the Succubus to drag her broken wing and turn with him. Her wounds put time on his side. It allowed him the opportunity to better assess his opponent.She was, he had to admit, a magnificent example of savage, female perfection. This Succubus was tall and lean, where Beauty was slightly shorter.