Then she felt a shaft enter her loins and it was a nice relief from her turmoil. Now she could relax and enter that blessed zone of orgasm. Her trial ...didn't last long and she could feel her insides bubble over. Her muscles quaked and began their thirsty milking of the thing that was pushing in and out of her vagina. Suddenly he too burst within her. Her muscles now had a real purpose and they seemed to double the intensity.Raphael groaned from his release into Barbara but the fierce milking of. Needing to get the children up, breakfasted, and off to school, I was then too busy to think further about it, and it was only later on when I was at work, that I had time to reflect on what the guy had written to me. In fact, for the rest of the day, that message was in my mind.It wasn't until later that night that I once more opened the sex site and reread the message.I clicked on "reply" but then sat there pondering over just what to write in reply. I've almost always made a point of saying. "What is happening to me? I think I'm hallucinating..."Looking closely at the figurine I can see it move a bit when it talks. "You aren't hallucinating here, you just lucked and freed me!" Her arms moved slightly. "Fuck! Still can't move. Ok, story time. I'm a succubus and I was bound in this thing. You freed me by rubbing my tits, ass, and pussy and then putting bodily fluids on me. Yay! Ok, that was the short version. Anyways, you did me a favor so I will do you a favor. Or favors. Depends on. Didn’t we commit to each other tonight, and didn’t you move your hips and push me into you? Or didn’t you mean it when you said you’d marry me?”“Of course I said I’d marry you, and I meant it, but we shouldn’t take risks like that until we’re married.”“We could use protection.” I said, knowing the reaction.“I don’t want rubber between us. I want us to be open to each other and to having a baby. So I don’t want to do it again until we’re married.”“We’ve not done it at all yet,” I said peevishly..