“Do you think you can all handle me at once?” Sophia purrs as she twists a lock of her fiery red hair around her finger seductively.
The group of four demons nod hungrily, their mouths practically watering. They follow her swaying hips to the hotel that is just a short walk down the street from the bar. She isn’t using an ounce of her pheromones, yet they follow her willingly. “Men..” She thinks to herself. Two of them kiss at the sides of her neck as they go up in the elevator. The third watches eagerly as he strokes the hardness growing in his pants and the fourth pulls out his phone to capture this moment on camera.
Gathering demons for the necromancer Bulma is supposed to be work for Sophia. But what’s wrong with mixing a little pleasure in? She is still a succubus after all and the
