With her butt pushed over the edge, the succubus twerked it up and down, squatting on top of the bar table and showing off her behind to the patrons by the entrance to the tavern. The eight-inch horse-cock swayed around between the legs, slightly softer than before, but suddenly hardened when someone pushed their face right between her buttcheeks under her swinging tail. If it wasn’t for the collapsing thud behind her, she might have just taken it in and enjoyed the attention, but now she had to turn around for a look. It wasn’t, at all, what she had expected. The young woman looked like she didn’t belong in Booty Bay, let alone inside the notorious Bobbing Head tavern. There was some trouble at the door, one of the bouncers holding off a man, while another one approached the stunned girl. Gwenda turned around and sat down, then hopped her hooves down on the floor and offered a hand to help the woman back up on her feet.<br/><br/>“She’s with me,” the entirely naked demon told the bouncer who was getting closer. The mistress gave Gwenda a shake of her head at a distance, a warning that the demon was not to meddle with such an innocent-looking civilian, but Gwenda disregarded it and turned back to talk to the girl, “You look like you’re in trouble. Perhaps I can be of assistance?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>