Outside the window, the shadows of the flowering trees swayed against the gentle night breeze. Hunched over her in missionary position, Nexus drew a deep breath and pulled out with the first stroke.
A tidal was of burning relief sliced through his organ!
On the wide bed, the middle section sank deeper. A desperate cry rang out of the succubus' mouth. Her voluptuous chest trembled- cutting off her airflow in urgent, vibrating gasps. Behind her, in the dark, Nexus' waist inched backwards- grunting hoarsely.
A dark look flashed through his eyes- as a light bulb came on in his head.
"Stand up. . ." he ordered; "I want you on the wall. . ."
The succubus' formerly energetic eyes paled in the darkness.
"On the wall?" she stuttered- unbelief surprise dogging her tone; "M'lord?"
"yes,"
