The foul demon, standing in all his might, impelled his clawed hand tightly around his rock-hard, juice-slick member, his scheming orange eyes adventuring across a sweaty, creamy troll laying beneath. Tamaska noted his expression of absolute depraved lust.<br/>With every husky moan and cry thrown at him from the trolless’ throat, the more irregular his hand pumps became.  His face was contorted in an inhuman, animalistic snarl with sharpened teeth jutting every which-way.<br/><br/>AS she came, a deep, burning chuckle rolled off his chest – oh, how he relished this one moment. This wonderful crescendo where one surrendered to an onset of lust and abandon: The sprays jetting from her well-used sex caught his attention briefly. He wasn’t particularly bound to any rules he impressed to her, so he used the opportunity to revel in her release.<br/><br/>Then, a tingle rolled through his neck-scales: The tingle exploded into a full-fledged, delightful, arousing shiver down his spine. Knees began bending and his head began lulling forward as the first hints of his orgasm put his body under siege.<br/>And then, like a dam of fire shattering, he hit his climax, producing a deafening, rattling, shuddering roar of approval: His member twitched once with no result, but the second yielded fallouts a-plenty – thick sprays of his release curved into the air, arching onto the squirming and delightful troll beneath. And yet another, and another, and another..<br/><br/>The filthy wet sound of his orgasm sung in the ears of Tamaska as she felt the moist, musky, warm assault onto her exposed skin: Nothing except the extremities of her widely spread legs were spared and soon, face, heaving breast and her arms were covered, so forth she still attempted to pleasure herself – she was left in a massive mess of cum, streaks and globs trailing down her wonderful cerulean skin, merging with the juicy mess beneath her as well.<br/>His cock spluttered helplessly as a few strings escaped its head. His inner boiling fire began fading, his deep breath bouncing harshly off the wooden walls. A series of slow blinks rolled across his demonic face, loosing focus for a brief moment. He wanted to elate himself in the prickling aftermath of his titanic culmination. His ripped, bulging body had that particular sheen of sweat to it as a tell-tale sign of their shared experience.<br/><br/>There was a beat of silence as he enjoyed the glance of a sated sex-slave sprawled in his release beneath him.<br/><br/>Then the large demon murred:<br/><br/>“<b><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">On your knees and lick it clean, doll. Be thorough and don’t f’get my balls.</span></b>”<br/><br/>He tugged on the golden chain trailing in a slack arc to her leather collar, slowly straightening his massive body. His impish grin began spreading again as a mucky trolless crawled on her knees, beginning to obey his demand. A cum-stained hand ran through her now unruly, smattered hair almost affectionately as his aching member reported the sensation of a warm, joyful tongue sliding across his slick lance. His demanding eyes kept her in check, a non-verbal command in his glance reminding her how much he enjoyed especially a good show.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>