Damian leaned back in his chair as Loth's lips stretched wide around the thick head of his cock, her gray-skinned fingers gripping the shaft with both hands while her tongue pressed flat against the underside and began to slide forward.
The demoness took more of him with each slow push, her throat visibly bulging as the 13-inch length forced its way deeper, the wet sounds of her gagging filling the moonlit office.
Her tiny bat wings twitched and fluttered against her back, the pink nipples on her perky breasts stiffening further from the strain and the rush of energy already beginning to pulse between them.
Damian's violet eyes stayed fixed on her face, watching the way her cheeks hollowed and her throat convulsed around him as she struggled to breathe.
