It was not the first time the redhead succubus had an adorable young lady swooning in her arms, but never before it had been in a situation where Gwenda could take advantage of the opportunity. Any time she’d managed to seduce an unsuspecting cutie in the public, she had always had to let her go as her warlock mistress never allowed the demoness to dictate her schedule. On rare occasions, however, Iranna had gifted Gwenda with unforgettable times with curious, inexperienced beauties, sometimes virgins, even, but always in the privacy of closed doors.<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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</div><br/>Gwenda’s loins burned with lust as the strawberry-haired maiden who beamed of innocence looked her in the eye, oblivious of the fact that the entire tavern held its breath in anticipation of what was to come. The goblin bruisers observed the demoness with suspicion, ready to interfere if she tried anything strictly illegal, disregarding the fact that the girl probably already was acting against her will under the influence of the seduction spell. Even Iranna, who generally ignored everything Gwenda did in the tavern, took a curious peek over her shoulder at the bar.<br/><br/>Once the dizzy girl could support herself on her own feet again, she stood two inches taller than the tiny succubus, even though Ami was one of the shortest humans in the tavern and Gwenda’s hooves added a few inches of extra height to her lithe, athletic figure. As the demoness tilted her head upwards to reply to the girl’s question about staying just for a little while, Gwenda’s dark-pink lips almost touched Ami’s chin as she spoke in a quiet voice that only the closest of the tavern’s patrons could hear, “I would love that, sweetie. You’re the only interesting person I’ve met all day.”<br/><br/>As Gwenda placed her hand gently on Ami’s cheek and looked her deep in the eye with a slow, sensual lick of her own lips, everything else about the demoness showed much clearer signs of excitement, seen only by the crowd that observed them from further away, not by the girl in the very center of it. The succubus’ delicate bat wings were spread wide open like an umbrella behind her back, her tail swung from one side to the other only with a failed attempt at controlling its motion each time, quickly giving in to the urge, and between her legs, the small horse-cock had gradually grown to its full eight-inch erection and now brushed softly to the front of the girl’s plain dress, leaving a trail of thick precum on the cloth.<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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</div><br/>“Do you think we could dress you down just a tiny little bit?” Gwenda quietly spoke, and only with great difficulty she managed to hide the overwhelming desire from her tone. With the index finger of her left hand, she stretched the neckline of Ami’s shirt on the right shoulder, took a deep breath, and exhaled another cloud of invisible Sayaad pheromones, “How about I help you out of this blouse, sweetheart. It’ll soon get too hot for you, anyway.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>