All the time I was looking at Daddy who seemed very pleased with his little slut. The last outfit was a short skirt with a black lace bottom which wa... very easy to push aside and to tease them both with my smooth little pussy. For the last dance I wanted really get them hard. Daddy wanted me to show off my pussy so I bent over and slid my finger up and down the black lace that ran between ass and pussy. My pussy was so wet! Being daddy's little slut really made my pussy juicy! I wondered if. We hurried at a fast pace to the car, Mom never letting go of my arm and forcing me to stumble and jog just to keep up with her while attempting to keep my balance. As we approached the car,she basically threw me inside and we drove off. I started to speak up, but she cut me off. “SHUT UP! I don’t want a word out of you, until we get home!” When we arrived home, I was told to wait in the living room while she changed. I sat on the edge of the sofa, trembling with fear and guilt. I really didn’t. Oh the men she and women had enslaved with their own lust. Her hairless pussy began to drop with it’s intoxicatingly sweet smell. The succubus began to rub her large but firm breasts and pinch her own nipples. Her bright pink tongue ran over her perfect with teeth and her sharp canine fangs sparkled in the ruddy light. Using her tail with its spade shaped tip to teas and rub her clit she gloried in the raunchy memories. Her demonic masterbation was interrupted by a call dimly heard across. Blowing her light blonde hair out of her face and trying to relax to catch a nap. As the voices faded as her eyes closed her fantasy kicked in. In the area of her dream where it was just the 2 of them in the blackness of oblivion he was being romantic.Offering his love to her and to escape, even in this dream she was hesitant to give into her carnal desires. What is it where you refuse to even give into harmless fantasies, denial of even being human? Being a soulless and passionless robot? He.