<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/><strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>The elf quickly began to fade into a haze of pleasure, pleasure that ebbed and flowed, cresting over and over again, as her body kept coming to a climax again and again.  She didn't feel sore or abused...no, instead her body was being played like an instrument, and she soon fell into a state of near mindlessness, enjoying the attentions and letting out soft cries of pleasure.  The golden heat of ambrosia flowed through her over and over again,<em>needing</em>to pour from her body.  But it couldn't last forever, in spite of her wishing otherwise.  At long last she woke...and yet it didn't end.  A succubus was still atop her, and Diadra felt the tail thrusting into her.  A part of her wanted to protest, but all she managed was a single, low moan as she shuddered in place.