(I typo'd that pretty hard, eh? My phone is so silly.)
I suppose my room is in a PM? And you're so eager too, I bet that makes Mike so jealous. Who knew cucking would be so fun, hmm? *holds her hips* Only question is, who sends the Pm?
I'm sorry master, but you can't have any of the sexual energy that I harvest from having sex. I need it to survive...either that or the souls of mortal beings.
You can punish me later for making you wait so long, Vik
Going to his room so I can have some fun, of course!
*Chuckles subtly as he closes the door behind the demoness. With 'no losers' immaturely written across a cheap piece of white paper, this paper being led up by crude masking tape across the top.*
I'm not a cuckoldress, you can have fun with me later master Mike. Or should I create a magical twin of myself for you? It's like a clone, only better. I can feel everything she can feel too and vice versa.