<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/86/Dallas_DevilLord.jpg/539px-Dallas_DevilLord.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/><br/>Drath'tor wasted no time in doing what he had already intended to begin with. Taking advantage of her state, the demon thought to prep himself -- and shut her up. His cock barbed like a scimitar as he strolled toward her. Clutching a handful of her hair with his fingers, he gives her head a stiff yank. The very moment her predictable yelp could be heard, Drath'tor took advantage -- burying his meaty organ down her throat until his sack covered her tender chin. <br/><br/>"You are mine now, <em>Godling</em>!" he howled. <br/><br/>Snatching at her head with both blood-red hands, he proceeded to mercilessly facefuck his first Goddess.  His movements were stiff; primal and untamed. Similar to a beast of the world, but with a sense of sadism to it. His momentum wasn't just with care to his own pleasure, but it was to build her humiliation. The fact that her mouth was being used to "sharpen" his own weapon, the one that he would use against her.<br/><br/>"This isn't even my full length, yet."<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/>Pleasure Roll: 1d20=<strong>12</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=141748)