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Journeys of a Demon's Daughter // Nobody x Cherubian //

Rikk grunted as his free hand wrapped around to seize a handful of her tits, squeezing her roughly. "Wasn't talking about finding you, whore," he murmured quietly, but before he could say any more there was a chorus of agreement from the others. "Let Dev have a shot." "Pork her, old man!" "Think you can handle a slut that hot?"

There was obvious annoyance in Rikk's features, but at last his grip loosened enough to let her hair slip through his fingers. Quickly Dev pulled his prize back towards him, his head naturally falling in between her breasts as he let out a muffled sound of enjoyment. The whole situation might have begun to dissolve had there not suddenly been a knock on the door.

"Hello boys," came a voice from the hallway, three scantily-clad girls strutting into the room. Madame Torona must have decided to get a bigger piece of the action; the blonde, brunette and redhead instantly spread out within the room, warm smiles on their faces as they snuggled their way onto different men's laps. The blonde went straight for Rikk, his annoyance instantly forgotten as slender fingers wrapped about his shaft.

Dev didn't even seem to notice; she could feel tongue moving back and forth within her cleavage, hands sliding down to grip her tight buns as he began to pull her up, his long shaft sliding against the lips of her sex.
 
The arrival of the three other girls did come as a definite relief for Verialyn, even if she tried her best not to let it show. The only disadvantage this might incur that it likely would be more difficult for her to extort the information how the quintet had acquired such vast amounts of wealth. An information that could prove very useful to her in the future. Compared to that the loss of a few tear-gems was almost trivial, she certainly had not agreed to whore herself out solely because of the payment. At least there was cute Dev to have fun with, and with fewer interruptions now that alternatives were present. And who knew, maybe if he was happy and blissful enough, he might become talkative.

Right now, though, his demands were simple to fulfill. He seemed content with exploring her body and getting to sink his length into her folds, her beauty enough to enrapture him. Verialyn placed her left hand on his right shoulder for support while her right one gently slid along his cheek, brushing over his ear to end up at the back of his head, applying light pressure to keep his face happily embedded in her bosom while ruffling through his greying hair.

Her hips, meanwhile, began to swerve back and forth at just the right height, causing the swollen tip to repeatedly graze along the length of her folds, teased by the yet unfulfilled promise of entry into her wet warmth. Still smiling at her enthusiastic lover she purred in a low, hushed tone “Welcome to the treasure trove, Dev” as she suddenly and abruptly let go, her hips plummeting down and impaling herself on his erect upturned length, causing herself to moan throatily right into his ear.
 
It was obvious from Dev's moans that he thoroughly enjoyed her teasing motions, his hips occasionally jerking up to try and push himself harder against her slick folds, the thick shaft twitching with every gentle contact. Bony hands squeezed and groped her rear, the tip of a finger occasionally slipping between the cheeks to tease her rear entrance. But most of his attention was on her breasts, the muffled, happy sounds coming from her cleavage betraying the wonderful time he was having. Stubble scratched gently against the sensitive skin as he kissed and licked everything he could reach.

His whole body jerked as she fell, Dev's head lifting free of her chest just long enough to groan loudly. His fingers tightened upon her rear, and for a moment he seemed too stunned to do anything. But it lasted only a moment; suddenly his head descended with renewed vigor, teeth lightly grazing against her tits as his mouth fell to her nipples, hungrily trying to suck in as much of her breasts as he could. With surprising strength for such an old man, probably from still working on the docks, he managed to lift her eager hips up and moaned as her sex slowly pulled upon his long shaft. With a grunt he drove her down, settling in for a slow, deep fuck.

All around her she could hear the other men chuckling and gasping as the other ladies went to work; Merck was simply watching Verialyn's show with the redhead in his lap, her slim fingers idly playing with his huge shaft, while Rikk was back in his seat with a wide grin and the blonde's lips upon his balls. Poul and Lars were quite happy to share, each of them groping the softly mewling brunette as her clothes fell to the floor.
 
For the most part Verialyn is content to follow the pace Dev is setting, her own flexing and unflexing thighs subtly supporting his efforts to lift her toned body, her massive soft breasts grazing over his cheeks with every rise and fall. She has a soft spot for the gentle old man, though, so while her hands stayed on his shoulder and at the back of his head she added in a little treat of hers, her specialty in a way.

Her body had a hidden strength few that first looked upon her would expect, and that even extended to those muscles that lined the welcoming and wet tunnel which Dev was so delighted to explore at this very moment. And not only was there strength, but also quite the precise control if she put her mind to it. Which right now she did. Every time the eager upright phallus dug into her she would contract around him, softly but noticeably, as if she was gripping and massaging him. And as she did she briefly bowed her head to whisper into his ear “A little special present …”

Her head rose again, and she searched the eye contact with Merck who continued to watch how his comrade was enjoying her body. Her lips broadened into a smile, and briefly her right eye closed and her head tilted slightly in what could be considered a wink, before her expression changed to good natured mocking and her eyes demonstratively wandered towards the temporarily idle beauty in his lap.
 
The old man groaned deeply into her cleavage, his cock remarkably hard for a man of his age as he slowly fucked her eager body. It wasn't long before his breathing became more labored and rough, but her own movements kept the deliciously slow pace before he could tire from the effort of lifting her. He seemed perfectly happy to stay there forever, suckling upon her breasts and being enveloped in the heat of her tight tunnel.

The first time she squeezed down she could feel him stiffen beneath her, a long moan forced from him. His head tilted up to look at her with surprise, awe, desire, and lust. "Ohhh, yeeesss," he groaned, turning his head to catch her lowered lips with his own. The kiss was deep, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth as he tasted her exquisite body. The fine movements seemed to coax him to become even harder, his shaft throbbing and quivering about inside her velvet heat.

But when he broke the kiss he lifted her body further, pulling her off of him entirely. "Don't want to cum just yet," he gasped out as explanation, "I want to feel these beautiful tits on my cock before I fill you up."

Merck grinned at the news, his hands sliding around as the eager beauty shifted about to straddle his legs, his thick shaft pushing up against her slit and flat stomach. She moaned softly as she began to move, sliding his prick against her as her fingers danced upon him, the dock worker's heavy hands falling upon her own tits. The sounds of slurping began to fill the air as the blonde took more and more of Rikk's rod into her mouth, the brunette squirming with delight as Poul sucked firmly upon her firm tits while Lars was hard at work between her legs.
 
Verialyn acutely heard the soft wet plopping sound as Dev’s rigid rod left her empty, her moist lower lips still parted in the aftermath of his first penetration. The old man’s wish was very clear, though, and she was supposed to accommodate him.

So she carefully rose and stepped back before her upper body bent forward, causing her two luscious melons to dangle enticingly over the upturned eager cock. Her arms stretched and her hands planted themselves firmly on Dev’s thighs. Once she was sure of her supports her knees began to bend in sync with her elbows, and her whole body lowered itself slowly inch by inch, her globes approaching their destination, and Verialyn watched with a smile as the meaty lance slid in between her loosely hanging breasts. When the tip was at about the height of her nipples she stopped, her lower legs hovering horizontally over the carpet, the whole weight of her body resting on her palms and her toes. And then her upper body began to sway slowly, her mammaries beginning to oscillate, the soft flesh brushing gently against Dev’s dick, bumping against it as she swung to the left and right. This tantalizing free dance of her two mighty assets around the meaty pole continued for a little while as she intently studied the old man’s reaction.

Eventually the foreplay was deemed enough, and she lowered herself further until her knees dug into the soft carpet beneath. Her hands came up, and under their pressure her breasts finally formed a warm sheath around Dev’s erection. Already the organ was sporting enough precum for sufficient lubrication and soon Verialyn’s udders were sliding up and down along its length, her own body rising and falling in the same rhythm to support the movement. Occasionally she would stop at the down most point, her head tilting forward and her tongue extending to flicker over the tip, shooting him a mischievous grin before she resumed her motions.

And then she stopped. Verialyn’s curiosity was peaked by the old man. He seemed gentle, but the little imp inside her demanded to know how far would he let her go. And so her hands fell back to her side, causing her breasts to drop and momentarily rest on the old man’s upper legs. Already she began to rise, one arm extending and fingers closing around his elbow in an attempt to coax him into following suit. As she did so she leaned forward, her lips coming close to his ear as she whispered “Now I want you on top of me”. Would he follow her lead?

Already her eyes were scanning for suitable places to continue their copulation. There was the gigantic bed, still vacated. There also was the floor…
 
The old man settled back in his seat with a wide grin, his eyes wide to be sure he caught every moment of the lewd show. Even as the moans around them grew louder he had eyes only for Verialyn and her exquisite chest, a look of slightly confused anticipation on his face as she slowly lowered her heavy breasts. A deep, contented sigh escaped him as the soft flesh began to brush gently against him, small stains of precum left upon her skin. His cock seemed to grow even harder, twitching slightly with every touch. His hand lowered to clasp the base of his shaft, occasionally moving himself back and forth to rub his length against the weight of her tits.

His hand fell away when she lowered herself further, gripping the arms of his chair as his head fell back with a groan. "Fuck, yes, use those tits," he gasped, his hips moving in time with her own motions to envelop the rigid shaft in her firm flesh. A shudder was forced from him whenever he felt the heat of her tongue, his breaths slowly becoming more ragged. It seemed almost a relief to him when she stopped, the old man quickly breathing to try and calm himself; he wanted it to last forever, and his treacherous body wasn't going to let it.

But when she whispered into his ear his eyes shot open, chuckling. In s sudden surge of vitality he rose from the chair, old and bony hands closing upon her forearms. "Old Dev knows how to give a horny girl what she wants," he said with a laugh as he turned, spinning the two of them about until he could push her down into the chair he'd been sitting in. Swiftly his hands fell to her legs, lifting them up until her thighs were resting on his shoulders, the thick head of his cock pushing against her entrance. His hips moved to slide the tip across her slit, reveling in the heat he found there. He leaned forward, her legs pushing forward to bend her nearly double upon the chair, and suddenly he was kissing her with a tobacco and booze flavored tongue as his hips slammed forward, driving his thick cock into her dripping tunnel. The kiss lasted for a few long moments before his mouth rose, his hands digging into her thighs as he began to roughly fuck his whore. The growing lust made him take her with renewed vigor, slamming hard into her eager body with all of the strength he could muster.

Suddenly another pair of arms wrapped around the old man, Merck's redhead slipping her hands down to circle his shaft with her fingers as her mouth fell to his throat, firm breasts pushing into his bony back. her own body shook as Merck approached from behind, the girl moaning into the old man's skin as the dockworker roughly fucked her taut body from behind.
 
Verialyn’s hands clenched around the chair’s armrests for support as Dev continued to drive into her will all the surprising vigor he could muster even at his age. There is something to be said about living a life of hard work in fresh air, apparently, as his performance was quite satisfactory. And she was getting paid for it, to boot.

With the added support of his buddy Merck’s support literally behind him Dev produced a seemingly endless stream of glorious hard thrusts, almost pinning her knees to her shoulders and squeezing her massive orbs between leg and upper body, causing some part of her soft roundness to well out between her slightly spread upturned thighs. Their combined strength even caused the chair to shake disconcertingly, but at this moment she cared little for that.

All this sweet rhythmic monotony did not last very long. Maybe it was her recent nude trip through the building’s cellars, maybe it was something else entirely, but Verialyn felt the passion rise in her swiftly. Should she try to hold back, or would the old man see it as a compliment when she came over his cock. In her own interest she chose to bank on the latter, and so her climax hit her. Her face contorted into a silent grimace of bliss and her body became taut as much as her limited freedom of movement would allow. And once again Dev could feel her vaginal walls clamp down around him, only even more intense this time.
 
The old man's breathing was rough as he slammed hard into her eager body, the redhead pressing into his back moaning loudly as she was crushed between the two men's bodies. Every thrust brought him deeper, the chair creaking audibly as he slammed into her. Bony hands dug deep into her thighs, leaving red marks behind. "Fuck, fuck!" he groaned into the air, his face turning red from the effort of fucking the woman before him as the one behind him swiftly rubbed his shaft and played with his balls, her hand occasionally slipping forward to tease Verialyn's clit.

His groans became a deep moan as she came, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Cum for me," he gasped, "cum on my old cock, you dirty little..oh...oh, fuck!" His hands quickly shifted down to her hips and jerked her forward on the chair, thrusting ever deeper into her impossibly tight sex. After another dozen rough thrusts he slammed balls deep into her, his body shaking against hers as thick seed suddenly filled her tunnel, quickly flooding her depths to spill out onto them. For a moment he nearly collapsed against her, leaning heavily against her legs with his thick meat buried inside her.

It was the redhead who pulled him back, sighing softly as Merck pulled away from her. Swiftly the girl fell to her knees beside the old man, lovingly drawing her tongue across his cum-covered shaft as Merck moved forward. With a hungry grin he reached down to grip Verialyn's hands, pulling her up to her feet. Wordlessly he reached down to grip her thighs and effortlessly lifted her up, his enormous cock covered in the redhead's slick lust pushing at her cum-filled entrance. "Think you can take all of this?" he asked, his grin clearly stating that she was going to regardless of her answer.
 
Verialyn had finished the recovery from nice orgasm Dev had given her in midair, finding herself hoisted up by the strong man and ready to impaled again in short order. Almost reflexively her hands reached up and closed around his shoulders in an attempt to provide some additional stability to their fragile embrace. This only caused her to be even closer to the man, her massive orbs of supple flesh now squeezed in between the two of them, the hair on his lower abdomen tickling her pelvis.

“Absolutely not!” she almost spontaneously replied in an expression that was clearly an exaggerated act. “After your comrade had used me so thoroughly I am quite sure I need a break”. Well, her lover lips were still nicely wet and slicky after her recent release, and Dev had added some more lubricant of his to the mix.
 
"Oh, I don't think you'll break," Merck said with a chuckle of deliberate misunderstanding, his grip shifting to the tight cheeks of her rear. "I think you're gonna cum your brains out once you get a taste of a real man's dick." With a grin he suddenly shifted his hands down, gravity suddenly driving her down onto the massive rod between her legs. The slick cum made the entrance smooth and tight, Merck groaning deeply as her body squeezed down onto his thick meat.

Quickly his arms wrapped around her back, squeezing her tightly to him. Her breasts were pressed tightly against his chest, hard and chiseled from years upon the docks, his mouth falling down to her throat. Hungry teeth grazed against the soft skin of her throat, the groans rumbling into her skin.

"Fuck, you're a tight whore," he groaned. Over his shoulder she could see the redhead sucking upon Dev's balls as the old man watched the show before him, the brunette moaning with delight around Poul's shaft as Lars slammed into her sex. Rikk seemed to be enjoying a rougher play, red handprints upon the blonde's ass and her face pushed down to the floor as the dockworker thrust into her from behind, her groans more pain then pleasure.

Merck didn't seem to care, strong arms lifting her whole body up and dragging her breasts across his chest before slamming her back down, driving deeply into her and splitting her wide.
 
“Heyyyyyyyyyyyyy…..” Verialyn let out another sound of protest morphing into something different, more sensual along the way as Merck’s upturned meaty pole spread her lower entrance wide open and caused her inner walls to wrap tightly around his throbbing length. Whether she would indeed ‘cum her brains out’ would be seen, after all she just had found release, and due to his rude approach she denied Merck the pleasure of her special treatment, but nevertheless he was well endowed and despite the many men she had had in her long life her vagina was still in pristine condition – she attributed this to her regenerative capabilities – so it was indeed a tight and therefore very pleasant fit. To ease the wild fucking to come for both of them Verialyn almost automatically lifted her legs and wrapped them around the man’s hips, providing more stability to their union as well as a better angle of access for him.

Contrary to her previous rut with Dev, though, she decided to try and stay more composed for as long as possible, so even though the second thrust had some overwhelming force behind it all that elicited from her was a little intake of are. Despite that she remained smiling and as composed as calm and dignified as her current position would allow as she silently smiled at the man holding her in his tight embrace.
 
At first Merck was too engrossed in her body and drunk on the feel of her tight body wrapped around his to note her near silence, arms thick with muscle roughly slamming her down onto his massive cock. Every thrust brought another groan of pleasure from him; her body easily took his entire massive length, a feat that was rare enough for a man of his size. His eyes were glazed with lust when they opened to look at her, suddenly confused when they saw only her peaceful, smiling face.

"Not enough, huh," he growled faintly before suddenly moving. For a moment the thrusts stopped, but every step moved his rod deep within her, shifting and teasing all new places. At last he dropped her down onto the bed, and for a moment he slipped free. Roughly he seized her knees and spread them wide, his engorged manhood already glistening with cum and lust. There was determination in his eye now; one way or another, he was going to make her moan. Large hands closed around her side as he slammed himself forward, burying himself in her tight body as he leaned forward, groaning hungrily as his lips and teeth fell upon her heavy breasts, fingers sinking into the flesh. His groans grew rougher and louder, obviously starting to lose himself as his thrusts grew ever harder and faster.

She heard a woman scream out in passion and release, a man groaning loudly shortly after. A moment later she could see Lars above her, grinning as he watched the show with his own cum-stained cock hanging near her face to smear cum onto her cheek.
 
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