The angel tried to keep himself together but moments later he was moaning, begging, for the demon to deep throat him. He had forgotten Adris cock, to busy bathing in pleasure and need. The angel started to pant. He had yet to take of the rosario, having forgotten all about it. It clinked on his chest, reminding them both.<br/><br/>at the moment, the angel didnt care about sin. He wanted the demon to devour him. To use the tatto against him. To fuck him until he could barely breath without moaning.