Perhaps..

You know your unable to fight your desires, perhaps if you give her pleasure to she will be under your control insted of hers. Your body quivers as she continues to stroke your cock with those silky soft hands, how would you tune the tables so that you have control instead of her controlling you?

You glance at her nipples bouncing gently up and down as she is stroking your cock, the sensation of her warm hands, the tingling throbbing cock being stroked is almost too much, you can’t think. “Oh gods,” and you let out a gentle “uuuh” from the leisure of her working your cock. She arches her back some putting her nipples in reach of your mouth.

You look at the nipples, the darker color compared to the rest of her silky breasts, the texture, the desire to take them into your mouth. How her milk makes you feel so warm, so euphoric, so much more intense then the drunk of brew. How you desired the feeling the pubs brew gives you, and yet this is so much more. You wonder if perhaps you could have a pub that serves Succubus milk, how the intensity of it dwarfs that of ale.

“Go ahead love” As she leans forward planting her nipple into your mouth. The two of you lock eyes as you move your tongue against her nipple. She closes her eyes and her face softens as she says in pleasure. “Oooh my” her hands slow momentarily as you do that.

Perhaps this is how. You suck lightly as you swirl your tongue on her nipple. She moans more. The tingling war,th of her stroking your cock is amazing. The silky touch, the tingling dee=p in your balls as it radiates through your cock and to its tip.

You suck hard on her nipple as you try to gasp with your mouth full.The sweet taist and tingling in your mouth. She moans more as you increase your suction on her nipple.

You pull off her nipple. It’s wet and shiny in the dim light, a slight bit of white fluid on its tip.

She looks you in the eyes as she momentarily stops stroking your cock.

You don’t want her to stop it feels so good. Your cock throbbing in her hands.

The two of you looking each other in the eyes. As if trying to read each other’s minds. Your desire for the high you get from her tits is strong. The slight tingling as it radiates down your throat as y swallow, and the very slightest hint of light headed feeling from it.

You would not sell your soul for the first drink, and as you glance at her nipple, but if you had a child you would sell it and your soul for your next drink.

Your body quivers at anticipation of the sensation. She starts stroking you again slowly and your body quivers as you exhail. How do you fight something like this.