718 SUCCUBUS by Dee Dee Perri

718 SUCCUBUS by Dee Dee Perri

It was like a dream… or a nightmare: My hand went to my throat. My voice was that of a flute, each note high but charmingly musical. The heat from the fire now rode across naked flesh for in an instant I was nude. Flesh attached to my chest wobbled as I reacted by covering my crotch. I mewed like a kitten as my fingers found and searched a slit between my legs that bloomed with rich fluids that wetted silky soft jet-black pubic hair. …Find out what happens next!

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