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The succubus laid on her back, then beckoned for the nymph to climb atop her. Crawling demurely over to her, the nymph straddled her busty counterpart, presenting a contrast of voluptuousness and lithe grace, rich flesh and pale skin. The succubus gripped one of the nymph’s supple cheeks and spread, showing me the tight pink button of her anus, the bow of her glistening pelvic floor, the blush of her virgin slit, wet with desire. The nymph whimpered, staring back at me with eyes full of vulnerability, her delicate shoulder hunched insecurely. “Do not be frightened.” The succubus smiled, “Remember how Master made us feel?” “So wonderful.” The nymph muttered, some of the apprehension leaving her shoulders, her green eyes fixed on my cock. “Yes,” the succubus looked at me from behind the nymph, “and Zander asian is a man of many talents indeed. I seem to remember you doing something very interesting with Hairy a dawn-elf named ‘Winter’ some three-hundred years ago.” “Nothing gets by you, huh?” I said, positioning myself behind them. “In my forest, I see all.” The succubus smiled, “Now, if you please…” I thought the incantation, and before the disbelieving eyes of the nymph, and the avaricious eyes of the succubus, I grew a second cock. It sprouted above the original, filling with sensation as it engorged to its full length, the flesh tight and thin, the shaft rigid and throbbing. “We will feel this pleasure together.” The succubus whispered to the woman draped atop her, “And when we come, we will leave this place as equals.” She smiled affectionately Hardcore up at the nymph, “Do not forsake our heart for our mind any longer.” “Never again.” The nymph whispered back, and planted a kiss on the succubus’s lips. She melted once again into the heat of the beast’s lust, moaning as her body relaxed into a surrendered lassitude. The violet eyes of the succubus twinkled from her heavy lids, and beckoned me. I could feel the heat of them against my tips, their slits opening like blushing petals to show the glimmering pink flesh, vivid against pale and dark complexions. I pressed inside, and they encompassed me, their heat taking me in, their tightness sucking me deeper. The succubus dropped her head to exalt a moan of relief, while the nymph raised hers to cry out the pain of her breaking chastity. I held her slender waist as her twin held her cheeks open, exposing the length of my cocks as they were slowly consumed by two sets of tender lips. Deeper, deeper, deeper; their soft heat surrounded me, their pliant flesh squeezing me for every inch until I was sheathed to the hilt, my crotch pressing into the supple cheeks of the nymph, my balls resting against the pulsing taint of the succubus. “Oh, gods!” The nymph sobbed, her head falling onto the succubus’s breasts. “Oh, Zander.” The succubus moaned, fixing her heels into the astral earth to elevate their pelvises, spreading their legs wider so that I could sink that much deeper. I was pressing against the end of the nymph, her anal aperture throbbing with her heart, its cadence diminishing as the pain washed from her with the last of her innocence. “He is so big!” The nymph cried, an expression of astonishment on her face. “But you can take it.” The succubus hissed, grinding her hips, directing the motions of the nymph atop her. They looked back at me then, the succubus with her mouth agape and her violet eyes burning, the nymph biting her lip demurely, her brows furrowed in an expression of complete surrender. A duality of lusts, of lechery and vulnerability, of one who would devour me like a meal, and the other who would open herself to be conquered. “Please Zander…” The nymph whispered. “…fuck me.” The succubus finished. I did. I pulled back, and surged forward again, and again, and again; smashing my crotch against them, burying myself into their delicate nethers, lurching their bodies with every thrust to sound a duet of cries, one low and sultry, one high and pleading, but both of the same voice. The nymph was like a doll atop her twin, her body useless with pleasure, succumbing so easily to me. The succubus grinded for the both of them, pressing them both against me to meet my every thrust, the force of our impacts sending delectable ripples across their feminine fat. The succubus unwound her teen japanese tail from beneath her, and drove the tip into my ass. She lanced through me like a seeking arrow, and found her mark. I smashed into them with a fervency, causing their eyes to widen, their mouths to gape, their backs to arch, their busts squishing wetly together, the nipples erect and leaking. “I still was a bad person though, right?” I asked, stupidly forming it as a question. "WHAT do you want? Free of their facial restraints the lovers now unleashed their inner most passion, Hairy their bodies pressing and shifting together in a beautiful rhythmic display that tumbled teen to the grass. A desire, Sir, is a base reaction that might be so strong you hesitate to seek it because it could change everything. Her moans were extremely loud now, just like she used to get when they were lovers in the past. I have never felt this way before, never been this rough. I noticed a gradual change in Angie, I missed the big things but suddenly the guys she japanese brought home were richer, her type I thought, and she took them to asian her room, not the lounge. We all decide to go see our parents. “Here, let’s Hardcore get this off you now that it’s soaked,” Lorraine purred. With one step Beryll could hold the meter against me. The apparatus made a bang and a puff of smoke came out. We kissed a few times before we placed our orders. However, I’ve learned that Leah’s saliva can help dull pain and heal light injuries. “What position?” It was brightly lit and took a moment for my eyes to adjust.