The vile demon semen should have felt icky upon her body.   Yet for Wahida it more like a proud badge of victory upon her.    So the thought to wash herself off did not occur to her.   Going through the sacks dropped by her the two imps.   She chuckle at the fact that they had run off.  Her first encounter with demon kind had been far different then her sisters results.  This she was certain about.   She did not need to summon her sister to ask this.   Looking through those sacks.   She see she has acquired twelve small green gems.  The apparent currency of the demon realm.   She also find the food stuff.   It is the vial with white milky substance in it that draws her interest.   She pick up the vial as she squats on her heels.   The demon semen dripping from her anal and vulva.   Pooling upon the ground underneath her.   She look at the vial and as she looked it over.   She looked down between her thighs and at the semen puddling underneath her.   Then suddenly a disorientation.  As she sees a vision within the puddled demon semen.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vision</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://ist1-4.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/C/B/e/q/CBeq/Wahida8.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>With in the reflection of her own juices and demon semen.   She see a red headed demoness,  perhaps a succubus.    The demon female had  a tail  and small wings.    Long red hair  and two small horns that came out of her forehead.  The vision memorized her for what seemed an eternity.   Then suddenly it vanished, as the reality it had been a mere split second of time gone by.    Was this a vision of a demon female she would meet.   That is the first thought that comes to her.   Then the truth of reality hit her.  The face of the demoness had been no stranger in her vision.   It had been her.   Had it been a brief glimpse of her future.   Or had it been merely delusion set upon her.  This she could not tell.<br/><br/>Nevertheless the vision distracted her thoughts.   Her adrenalin from the fornication with the imps now waning.   Her throat raw, jaw aching from the amount of fellatio she had preformed on the two.   She would absently pop open the vial of milky white substance.   Without giving it a second though she would drink the contents of the vial, emptying it in the process.<br/><br/>She drop the empty vial into one of the bags.   She grab both bags and would rise up.   The liquid had soothed her dry mouth.   A glance skyward,  she had several hours of travel left in the day.  Despite this unplanned stop.   She would resume her travel heading towards the Pepper ranch of the beast men.