<div style="text-align: right;"><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/Emmaq6.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Emma Q<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sexy succubus<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Emma's Bedroom</div><br/><hr/><br/>Rhythmic contractions rolled back along her demon's shaft as the creature seemed to dedicate every unholy ounce of strength to filling her up. With each contraction the tender opening of her cervix pursed against the demon's tip and drowned in jism. The melting heat that throbbed low in her hips beaded perspiration on her skin, each long gush eliciting the same shudder as a wax drip. Emma's pants for breath were almost silent, but her body was wracked by them, in and out, an aching squirm of her bound arms. There was no escape, even as orgasm wrung her out and rendered her raw to touch.<br/><br/>Her tummy had distended. The same font of hot cum poured out over her bedsheets from an overfull hole, and when the urgent backflow was just a pool on her mattress it seemed to be on to the next tingling orifice. "Wait- are you serious?" The camera barely recognized her now, used up like a porn starlet, so tender that even the light of the flash on her naked form seemed to sting. "Didn't you just cum? Don't you need a rest?" She had a moment and that was all. Already the impatient demon was pressing too fat a taper against her dime-wide dimple with the expectation that her watertight clench could stretch around this monster.<br/><br/>Emma willed herself to relax. The tension in her backside softened around the thick strawberry pressing determined to her back door, still slick with her excitement. Working in the very tip, that wasn't the hard part. The hard part was forcing the rest of its girth in through a muscle that instinctively wanted to close tight. One last deep breath, and her fingers caught hold of the strap binding her. Her hands would need something to seize. "I'd totes never go to class again."