" Kellen was the youngest of three siblings.I let out a long sigh. "And we both know some of the other kind, too..." Tell me about it," Kellen echoed ...y sigh. "My big brother's on his second wife. You know the one I'm talking about."I did. Kellen had confided in her brother's exploits. Like Kellen, he was good-looking, at least in the pictures. I'd never met him. He'd gone through a lot of girls before he decided to 'settle down', then found that the same woman forever didn't work for him. Now. Geeta was transfixed at the sight of Raju’s impressive equipment and her cunt immediately went moist. Although she had seen cocks in magazines, she had only glimpsed real ones and never up close. Seeing Raju, her boyish house servant, in possession such a massive tool she was transfixed. On seeing her reaction Raju grew bolder and stepped closer. He caught her hand and placed it on his jutting cock. As her hand grasped his hot, throbbing organ, Geeta felt a current shoot through her body. Her. I didn’t leave her waiting for a reply very long, “I forgive you. From what I’ve been told, it’s in your nature.”I had done a bit of research on Succubi, sifting through all the stories and myths I could find online, with Amara helpfully filling in some of the gaps. Her knowledge was far from complete, but at least I knew hers was accurate.“It was foolish of me to reveal myself...” she replied before looking up at me.“Why are you here?” she asked, with something akin to fear or worry in her. . . just don't give me a baby." "Open your legs," I said. Unwilling, the legs opened of themselves, the knees up and swaying apart, offering me the all of her. I got down on my knees and put my hands under her hips, lifting her. "Why do you have to do this to me?" she said frantically. "I ought to call the police. It's rape, nothing but rape, that's all it is, plain old rape, and —" "Shut up," I said. "I don't like to hear a woman talking while I fuck her. So just shut up." I slammed Him.