<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/>The second time round she did take heed and draw a great big breath. Drool spilled down her chin without any care except filling her lungs with sweet air. In the moment she had, with the demon's fingers redoubling their hold in her hair and preparing to savage her again, Emma realized that her glasses were completely fogged. Then it didn't matter, because the demon was right back in her face, forcing deeper this time than she'd reached before. Emma was powerless to work it back out of her throat, completely at the demon's mercy, and the demon was enjoying this. Maybe Emma was, too.<br/><br/><em>Then just do it, if you can cum, </em>she wanted to say. What came out was just a muffled vibration around the shaft stirring the pit of her throat. The fleshy safety latch of her epiglottis got wedged for a moment in the opening of the demon's cock, and the sensation was so weird it made her legs kick. Another micro-thrust and the latch folded flat, so her choked gulp could guide the demon's organ down into her defenseless esophagus. The creature had said that she could cum, but it wasn't happening. The demon was just rocking there, blocking her airway, pressing to her button nose. Some help was needed to finish her off, but Emma's options were sorely limited.<br/><br/>Every fruitless attempt to swallow just milked at the demon's phallus, perpetuated the idea that she actually wanted this kielbasa crammed down her throat. Her demon seemed to respond to that. She tried to swallow again, and the velvety muscle undulated up the shaft, then back down. Now she swallowed only halfway, and held the soft tissue of her throat flush there against the curve of the buried head, rolling, clucking, polishing it to a fine shine. She anticipated that the demon would shove for more, but there was just no more cock to give... already her pillowy lips were crushed to the base. Let her crave a little more, and shove, and need, Emma decided. Let that small muscle Emma could control tease the demon's very tip until the hellspawn just couldn't take it anymore, and gave up the jism. Already it was decided: this load was going right into her tummy.