darkest_fate
machina erotica
- Joined
- Dec 17, 2009
- Location
- the INTERNET
The sexual feelings had created a euphoria within Renithia. She panted, she writhed, she bucked, she generally became a wanton slut for the demoness. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Renithia remembered that she was supposed to be royalty. That this had been forced upon her. But such thoughts were hardly at the forefront when her clit vibrated against Candra's mouth. That tiny nub of nerves received more attention in these few seconds than it had for the entirety of Renithia's life. The girl bit back screams, her hips continuing to rock against it.
The fingers curled, moving against the tight walls. Renithia wasn't certain if the fingers could all fit, let alone the promised male equipment. That worry just broke through the haze of lust that had descended. The panting princess looked down, about to say something. the third finger just entered, and Renithia felt something within her become touched. She groaned, throaty and low, "Oh, gods, I've never... that feels, oh, what are you... oh gods!"
her pussy vibrated, her body quivered, and the princess moaned her delight. Her eyes flew open to look at the demoness as she broke, speaking to her. "Tasted? You mean..." she swallowed, panting, "No, never. Why would I?'
The poor innocent princess had hardly touched herself before, let alone gone so far as to taste her own juices. The thought repulsed her, and for a moment she wondered if the demoness was taking the whole experience a step too far.
The fingers curled, moving against the tight walls. Renithia wasn't certain if the fingers could all fit, let alone the promised male equipment. That worry just broke through the haze of lust that had descended. The panting princess looked down, about to say something. the third finger just entered, and Renithia felt something within her become touched. She groaned, throaty and low, "Oh, gods, I've never... that feels, oh, what are you... oh gods!"
her pussy vibrated, her body quivered, and the princess moaned her delight. Her eyes flew open to look at the demoness as she broke, speaking to her. "Tasted? You mean..." she swallowed, panting, "No, never. Why would I?'
The poor innocent princess had hardly touched herself before, let alone gone so far as to taste her own juices. The thought repulsed her, and for a moment she wondered if the demoness was taking the whole experience a step too far.