With her cock buried deep down Beatrice’s throat, Olivia’s pleasure skyrocketed to the inevitable crescendo. The succubus had succeeded in achieving what Olivia desired. Nothing else existed—only Olivia’s throbbing girl-cock, massaged by the highly enthusiastic tongue and throat muscles of a Sex Demon.
“Ohhhhh—” Olivia gasped, unable to control herself and at the mercy of Beatrice’s eager mouth. A tingle ran from her shaft to her asshole. She knew that she was close. Somewhere far in the back of her mind Olivia did not want it to end so quickly, and yet she could not wait for her climax, eagerly anticipating the blissful surge that came the last time cum rushed through her magical organ. In fact, the thought of cumming deep down the succubus’s mouth enticed Olivia further.
Just how much did Olivia have to endure in the last couple of hours? Nearly killed. Bound. Belittled. Ridiculed. Humiliated. And all because of this Demon! Fiend! Nympho! Shameless slut! No better than the free-use whores in the S.E.C.R.E.T. District! Yes! If she enjoys it that much, why not give her what she wants?
Olivia moaned. She was close! So close just from a couple of seconds of the succubus’s demonic service. Perhaps she underestimated this Demon from the start. The tingling spread through Olivia’s lower body. Her muscles spasmed. Olivia closed her eyes and embraced the inevitable wave that—
“Hn—What!?” Olivia nearly screamed in frustration. Mere moments away from her orgasm, her bliss was abruptly and unceremoniously interrupted. Olivia looked toward the source of her disappointment and shouted, “Why!?”
Beatrice had wrapped her thumb and index finger around the base of Oliva’s cock and tightly squeezed, which cut off Olivia’s orgasm like a knife cutting a sausage in half. Beatrice then slowly moved her head up, sliding her lips up the length of Olivia’s shaft while her tongue slithered from side to side at the bottom of Olivia’s cock. Finally, with a slurping sound, and while releasing bubbles of spit along with it, Beatrice let Olivia’s cock out of her mouth. Thick, hanging saliva strands still connected Beatrice’s full lips to the tip of Olivia’s saliva-smeared cock even as the distance between them slowly grew.
“Aaahh,” Beatrice gasped and smiled with a self-congratulatory satisfaction while looking right into Olivia’s jade-colored eye. The other eye was—as always—still obstructed by her bleached bang, which somehow managed to remain in perfect condition throughout the day, despite the tumbling, the fighting, and the making out in the middle of the forest. Beatrice made a mental note to find out what kind of magic Olivia's hairstylist used.
“It looks like you enjoyed my little service a little too much,” Beatrice noted.
“Why did you do that?” Olivia asked, frustrated.
“Because I’ve recently discovered that taking a cock into my mouth from time to time actually turns me on a whole lot!”
“No! I mean, why did you stop me from cumming!?”
“You wanted to cum into my mouth that badly, huh?” Beatrice giggled.
“Of course!” Olivia no longer saw a reason to pretend otherwise.
“But you don’t get to cum so easily,” Beatrice said. “The spell lasts for three minutes, and I intend to use every last second of it!”
That’s when Olivia noticed the succubus’s tail rise into the air and watched it steadily, purposefully approach her mouth. Olivia tightly pressed her lips together and slightly recoiled back from the tip of the tail as if a snake approached. The phallically-shaped tip of Beatrice’s tail stopped just a few inches away from Olivia’s sealed lips.
“Really?” Beatrice frowned. “You want me to worship your snake, but you refuse to even land a kiss on mine?”
“Ah... I-I...” Olivia mumbled. She realized Beatrice had a point. Yet Olivia was still reluctant. She did not look back fondly on her last few experiences with “snakes”, and would rather forget those whole experiences altogether.
“How about a deal?” Beatrice asked. “Service for service? You might just rediscover yourself... Just like I did!”
And without a moment wasted, without even closing her mouth after her last word, Beatrice went down on Olivia’s cock again.
“Ahn!” Olivia gasped from the sudden stimulation and the horny succubus did not miss the opportunity to sneak her tail into an open hole.
"Mfmm~!" Olivia found her own mouth stuffed just like Beatrice's, though with a little extra encouragement, but with no less satisfaction.
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With her cock buried deep down Beatrice’s throat, Olivia’s pleasure skyrocketed to the inevitable crescendo. The succubus had succeeded in achieving what Olivia desired. Nothing else existed—only Olivia’s throbbing girl-cock, massaged by the highly enthusiastic tongue and throat muscles of a Sex Demon.
“Ohhhhh—” Olivia gasped, unable to control herself and at the mercy of Beatrice’s eager mouth. A tingle ran from her shaft to her asshole. She knew that she was close. Somewhere far in the back of her mind Olivia did not want it to end so quickly, and yet she could not wait for her climax, eagerly anticipating the blissful surge that came the last time cum rushed through her magical organ. In fact, the thought of cumming deep down the succubus’s mouth enticed Olivia further.
Just how much did Olivia have to endure in the last couple of hours? Nearly killed. Bound. Belittled. Ridiculed. Humiliated. And all because of this Demon! Fiend! Nympho! Shameless slut! No better than the free-use whores in the S.E.C.R.E.T. District! Yes! If she enjoys it that much, why not give her what she wants?
Olivia moaned. She was close! So close just from a couple of seconds of the succubus’s demonic service. Perhaps she underestimated this Demon from the start. The tingling spread through Olivia’s lower body. Her muscles spasmed. Olivia closed her eyes and embraced the inevitable wave that—
“Hn—What!?” Olivia nearly screamed in frustration. Mere moments away from her orgasm, her bliss was abruptly and unceremoniously interrupted. Olivia looked toward the source of her disappointment and shouted, “Why!?”
Beatrice had wrapped her thumb and index finger around the base of Oliva’s cock and tightly squeezed, which cut off Olivia’s orgasm like a knife cutting a sausage in half. Beatrice then slowly moved her head up, sliding her lips up the length of Olivia’s shaft while her tongue slithered from side to side at the bottom of Olivia’s cock. Finally, with a slurping sound, and while releasing bubbles of spit along with it, Beatrice let Olivia’s cock out of her mouth. Thick, hanging saliva strands still connected Beatrice’s full lips to the tip of Olivia’s saliva-smeared cock even as the distance between them slowly grew.
“Aaahh,” Beatrice gasped and smiled with a self-congratulatory satisfaction while looking right into Olivia’s jade-colored eye. The other eye was—as always—still obstructed by her bleached bang, which somehow managed to remain in perfect condition throughout the day, despite the tumbling, the fighting, and the making out in the middle of the forest. Beatrice made a mental note to find out what kind of magic Olivia's hairstylist used.
“It looks like you enjoyed my little service a little too much,” Beatrice noted.
“Why did you do that?” Olivia asked, frustrated.
“Because I’ve recently discovered that taking a cock into my mouth from time to time actually turns me on a whole lot!”
“No! I mean, why did you stop me from cumming!?”
“You wanted to cum into my mouth that badly, huh?” Beatrice giggled.
“Of course!” Olivia no longer saw a reason to pretend otherwise.
“But you don’t get to cum so easily,” Beatrice said. “The spell lasts for three minutes, and I intend to use every last second of it!”
That’s when Olivia noticed the succubus’s tail rise into the air and watched it steadily, purposefully approach her mouth. Olivia tightly pressed her lips together and slightly recoiled back from the tip of the tail as if a snake approached. The phallically-shaped tip of Beatrice’s tail stopped just a few inches away from Olivia’s sealed lips.
“Really?” Beatrice frowned. “You want me to worship your snake, but you refuse to even land a kiss on mine?”
“Ah... I-I...” Olivia mumbled. She realized Beatrice had a point. Yet Olivia was still reluctant. She did not look back fondly on her last few experiences with “snakes”, and would rather forget those whole experiences altogether.
“How about a deal?” Beatrice asked. “Service for service? You might just rediscover yourself... Just like I did!”
And without a moment wasted, without even closing her mouth after her last word, Beatrice went down on Olivia’s cock again.
“Ahn!” Olivia gasped from the sudden stimulation and the horny succubus did not miss the opportunity to sneak her tail into an open hole.
"Mfmm~!" Olivia found her own mouth stuffed just like Beatrice's, though with a little extra encouragement, but with no less satisfaction.
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