Emberspike mockingly chimed in with a deep, carnal howl when her tested scream erupted unbridled into the surroundings. His member pistoned into her furiously, his hunt for sweet release a great priority. While it was a physical impossibility for his lap to slap against her ass due to the sheer size of his manhood, the slobbery noise of his invasions served just as well to communicate debauchery.<br/><br/>Her muscle contractions around his cock felt like salvation, even when he thundered into her ruthlessly. She was a delightful fuck-toy, he mused despite the storm-screwing he was doing. Among one of his favourites instantly. Her holes will be explored in all sorts of creative fashions, he continued before shocks of pleasure drowned any coherent thought.<br/>The demon let his head roll backwards, roaring into the ceiling with a triumphant, open grin, tongue hanging like a filthy mutt. His powerful legs aided and abetted in his molestation of Tamaska.<br/><br/>When her orgasm exploded onto his slick lap, the sheer perversion of her release send him rampaging towards his own: every muscle tensed as the familiar feeling of liquid fire coursed through his body. With an unearthly yowl, he hilted deep in one definitive thrust and exploded:<br/>Even despite his first release, his sort never did anything half-hearted – bulging wires of his release shot furiously up deep into her. Once again, the force was overpowering. Strings of his hot, gooey cum sprayed haphazardly from her sex when maximum capacity was reached, splattering onto his crotch with reckless unrestraint. A vicious, deep, vibrating roar escaped his throat like that of a lions.<br/><br/>His fingers dug even harder against her ass cheeks, spasms rolling through his tested body – stars danced before his eyes as his breathing was almost impossible.<br/>Slow, deliberate thrusts sent his cock into her by now absolutely soaked nethers as he kept on pumping helplessly. Strings of his goo began adventuring down the sides of his used manhood, mixing with the trolless’ juices and whatever sweats already blended.<br/><br/>It took him something of a full minute to wind down from his volatile relief – he cherished the feeling of a messy scene on his body. The messier the result was, the more satisfaction he got from the interaction. Bahiyya knew this all too well.<br/><br/>Eventually, Emberspike decided to look her dead in the eyes – with a voice sounding like two large rocks grinding against eachother, the demon said:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">You fit the bill, love. Don’t worry bout any broods, we’s got methods. You have a good sleep now, pet.</span>”<br/><br/>Why he said “good sleep” only made sense when Bahiyya muttered the necessary words to engage the hibernation spell, which, if all went well, would put Tamaska into sleep for a pretty long time. It was an excellent spell for easy transportation of “live goods”….<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>