On top of that he was forced to have regular sex with incredibly hot babes. This was most men's idea of heaven. Why would anyone be so keen to escape ...that?Phil knew the truth though. To Rosa and Verdé he was just a plaything. At some point they'd get bored of him and then they'd suck out his soul and life force with no more thought than raiding the fridge for a night time snack. They were succubi — daemonic sexual vampires — it's what they did.There were far worse ways to die than expiring in. I was oblivious to the conversation going on as the room emptied and back came three giggling sisters dressed in their bathing suits. Mary, Molly's oldest sister said, "Well, hot tub time! If you weren't here we would be buff, go put on your suit or if you want, just hop in, we can always change attire." At that statement, I could see Molly blush. I jumped up, went to my room and changed. The party had already started. All three ladies were in the tub. Drinking Long Island Iced Tea. I. Sweat drips from my chin and onto his shirt. I wish he was naked, so I could worship his skin, but I settle for his neck and jaw.I love the sounds he’s making, and I shift my stance to slam into him as hard as I dare, as hard as I can. He’s groaning desperately as he tries to match the pace. I can feel him clench around me and the way his balls tighten, and I look down just in time to see his release.I’d be mesmerized by the sight if I weren’t sent over the edge by it, the sheer pleasure. Ich schaltete das Licht im Treppenhaus wieder an und schlich mich komplett nackt und ohne irgendetwas mitzunehmen langsam und leise die halbe Treppe runter. Falls jemand aus den unteren Wohnungen kommen würde, hätte ich jetzt noch schnell nach oben laufen können.Dort angekommen horchte ich eine Zeit lang. Als nichts zu hören war wurde ich mutiger. Ich ging noch weiter runter. Bis auf die Etage unter unserer Wohnung. Vielleicht schaute jemand gerade durch den Spion. Ich weiß es nicht. Dann noch.