The reddish light from the computer gave a hellish tinge to their sculpted, tattooed bodies; Bobby kept expecting them to sprout horns, fangs and wings, and for their c***s to take on the bony curve and jagged bumps of a baculum. Before turning him over to her fellow demons though, Jeri had one more long-planned formality in store. Pulling out of his jellied insides at last, she hauled him gratefully weeping upright. Enveloping him in her bulky embrace again, she fondled his t**s and clit from behind.
“Congratulations, Boy-toy. You’ve earned your mistress’ collar. As I have taken away your potency and virginity in her name, so I now bestow this honor for her. Toni, dig it out of my backpack, will you please?”
Moaning still under the stimulation of his n****e and that other vestigial litt
