"shh..." The incubus responded. The kisses continued, his hands began to work their magic around her thighs. Occasionally they'd massage her exausted folds. It was a small test on Cyrus' part to see if she was ready for another go. After all, his own cock still demanded one more bit of satisfaction. Granted, more cum and hot pleasure would ensue once the festival began. In the mean time...
"Don't worry about it dear sister. After all, we have but an eternity to continue fucking and cumming whenever we want, however he want." Guiding her gently, he pushed on the table, letting her stomach lie flat on the surface. " I bet you could use a masage let me relieve that fatigue." His hands began to work there magic. kneading, and treading all the sore spots. His one and pushing on her upper back, his other on the lower. His knuckles would press into her. He build a rythm eventually. And after several minutes, his hands began to find her way to her breasts.
"Feel relaxed now my dear seductive pet?"