She squirmed as she was rolled around onto her back.  She renewed her vigor as the demoness began to press her wright down, shuttering as the long tongue snaked out to lick hwr cheeks.  She tried to menuver her legs and nearly squirmed free save for the hand suddenly knotted in her hair.  Her hands grasp at her hair trying to relieve the red lipped succubus's grip, her own right breast falling free of her tattered dress as she struggles.  She manages to squirm partially free from under the woman but the grip on her hair is too much to escape.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>