Demos was filled with his own pleasureful enjoyment, her sweet tasting milk, her dick gripping vice of a womanhood, her sweet voice so desperate to just seemingly have any form of control over herself as he ravaged her. However, the man had been milked dry and he watched how her body just seemed to fester and swell in the love and ecstasy. Pulling her into his arms, he tossed the sheets up, "You there Phebs?" He waved a hand over her eyes just trying to gauge and see if she would respond to him. With a smile he kissed her lips, his legs were numb and felt like jelly, her pussy was sticky with her own liquids and of course his own cum dripping out of her body.<br/><br/>Pulling the hair out of her face Demos got a good look at her, how sweet and deep her eyes were. "These are you eyes... I like them." Giving her a kiss he nuzzled his face to hers. "So sweet..." With a yawn he stretched and kept her close. "Goodnight sis. That was fun." He grinned "And now we have these bodies for a nice long while." He grinned of course not realizing just who in fact they had hopped and what hell they would pay for this. Sooner than perhaps they'd ever imagined.