Hikari hits the desk like a sack of potatoes, slumping slack against it immediately.  Her legs dangle over the side, pert little bottom hanging just off the edge, both entrances still open slightly from being stretched so thoroughly by the amorous demon, and her puffy-pink sex oozing copious amounts of her honey down the insides of her thighs, not to mention a generous puddle pooling on the varnished surface of the desk underneath her.  The teen continues to pants and blink her hazy eyes in confusion, staring off toward Goroi's retreating form.<br/><br/>"Y...  Yukiko-sempai...  Noriko-sensai..." Hikari half-croaks, extending one trembling hand feebly--and futilely--toward the trio before they disappear.<br/><br/>Too exhausted and distraught to bother getting up, she remains draped over the desk, naked and glistening with sweat.  The tingling, almost burning sensation between her legs makes her shift her thighs together uncomfortably, fighting back an inexplicable sensation of...  longing?  Emptiness?  Even though she can't possibly comprehend why, the void left by the now-withdrawn demoncock feels<em>wrong</em>without a deposit of his foul seed to replace it, somehow unacceptable to her succubus nature, leaving her with a very fierce itch she can't scratch...