<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/>"Ahhh~" Her tongue rolled out playfully. It was shoved right back in, and twisted under the demon's girth. "Glg." She did not understand yet how intense this was meant to be, but already it dawned on her there was no way she could alert the demon to her need for air. None of the sounds she made were voluntary, all clucks of the probing head against the soft ridges of her throat, down where her voice came from. That energy spent playing the naughty minx would have been better spent taking a deep breath and limbering up her esophagus, but it was too late now. "Glk."<br/><br/>The thrust, there was a violence to it she hadn't felt when it'd been pounding the other end of her body. This time it brought tears to her eyes. Her demon's body crowded so close to her face that even trussed, her groggy fingers were feeling the brush of warm flesh. Was it a tummy, an arm? Everything was just the shoving for purchase right in her face, and the rest of the world was a bleary mess. "Huk." She was tasting inches down the shaft, which had gone deep, deep inside her and rarely emerged again. Mostly it was the unfamiliar taste of cum, but there was a taste of her, too, reminding her of what a whore she'd been. "Kak."<br/><br/>It felt foregone that the demon would take hold of those bouncy ringlets and steer her head to her own satisfaction. Emma concentrated instead on rediscovering how to breathe. The same euphoric high as huffing fumes had her small, slender body shivering under the demon. Her length was going deeper than a thing ought, to where it might just feel the rhythm of her pulse wrapped around. And her pulse, it was racing.