Of course Cass was extraordinarily talented in the art of pleasure.  Her touch sent waves of pleasure through Azric's attentive cock.  When she finally slipped her warm, wet lips around it he thought he was going to faint.  But gradually he got used to the unearthly sensations and regained some measure of composure.  Tess was leaning back in the vine's embrace, her legs spread wide.  Her hands on his head guided his pace, and it seemed that Cass and his girlfriend were synchronized somehow, seemingly adjusting their rhythm in time with each other.<br/><br/>Azric had really wanted to come inside Cassandra, especially when she was in full demon form- the thought of fucking a real succubus and surviving was a feat he was looking forward to.  He also wondered if she cold “nibble” on his soul, so he could see what it would feel like to truly submit to one of her kind.  Such desires were a dangerous game and he knew that.  But it was risk that had gotten him this far.<br/><br/>Tess came first, and loudly.  She literally screamed with pleasure.  He supposed if Cass's sensations worked like electricity then Tess could feel her magic too.  The sounds of her bliss (and knowing that he'd brought her there) caused Azric to explode in Cass's mouth.  It felt like he would never stop cumming, and Cass sucked him greedily as if she relished every drop like a rare delicacy.  After what seem like an eternity his flood ended, and Azric literally collapsed to the floor between Tess's legs.  “Fuck....” he said, breathing like he'd just run a marathon,  “That was to die for.”  Ironically, that wasn't an overstatement at all.