When she’d had a bad day and needed to let loose, when she needed to be tied down, collared, spanked and have her brains fucked out, it was Riwa she...turned to, it was after all, in his nature.He was an incubus after all.Deriving his power and feeding his hunger on raw sexual energy was how he lived, he needed to know the quickest and hardest way to get any woman to come, or in a tight pinch, a man. The only reason Riwa wasn’t her favourite was because he was gorgeous and he knew it. His. I lost the next two hands and was in my pants and tee shirt. We played again and Jeanette lost. She lost the next four hands and was in her slip. I said the winner gets to remove the losers clothing for the last rounds. She said ok and dealt the cards. I purposely lost so she would have to take off my pants. My dick was so hard. Jeanette unsnapped the button and pulled down my zipper. I felt like I wanted to piss on myself. I dealt and lost again so she had to take off my tee shirt. Now I was. ‘I could tell. Ready for a shower?’ I asked as I walked towards the ladder out, collecting her floating swimsuit pieces as I went. ‘No evening swim?’ she asked me, eyes still closed. She was hanging on me in the water, legs wrapped around my waist, arms around my neck, head on my shoulder. As if to answer for me, a deep roll of thunder came floating in from off in the distance, where a storm had been gathering for a little while. ‘Don’t think so. That storm won’t be past until late tonight.’. Actually, you could drive yourself crazy thinking this through! It was like a never ending loop. Once you're caught up in it, you keep thinking: ok, if this is a demon, then shouldn't he/she/it, be/act this specific way? See what I mean? Nothing is as black and white as when you were a child.I looked over everything I could find in the palace library about demons, but the "pickin's" were slim. Vostich had a couple books on them, but they were mostly written by people who heard it from a guy who.