Mila, hearing the moans of a nearby couple, was also unable to restrain herself, and biting her plump sponge, groaned thinly. Bolo, who didn’t stop sticking his dick into an obligingly inserted vagina, saw the brown anus of a slave begin to contract convulsively. Having grabbed her fingers by the buttock, he delivered the last, deepest blow and stopped, sending a powerful stream of sperm to the woman ...

As soon as the demons fell asleep, giving peace to their human incarnation, Carol grabbed Mila by the arm and dragged her to the exit. Both women, from which thick streams continued to flow, disappeared behind the doors.

The next morning, the demons, waking up and not finding the demoness in the hall, were a little worried. However, almost immediately the doors opened, and Mila appeared on the threshold. Her costume differed from yesterday's only in the presence of two flat white fabrics, which hardly covered elastic breasts from above and pubis from below. Not daring to look at the two males, lounging among the pillows in which the mother bore, the slave lowered her gaze and stammered out:

- Breakfast will be served in 15 minutes. Where do the gentlemen want to eat, here or in the dining room?

- Gentlemen are more interested in where your mistress is.

“Madam will join you at breakfast.” - She spoke a slave, feeling the whole skin, as she glides lustful looks, and from shy even more. “And if the gentlemen want to refresh themselves, the heated water is waiting for you in the bathroom.”

“Hot water is good,” said Sevih and, rising, walked over to Mila. - Come on, show us where the bathroom is.

After these words, the demon lifted up a short skirt and ran his hand between the legs of the slave. Mila squeaked and tried to instinctively squeeze the hips. Where there, hard fingers already grasped delicate petals and began to caress them roughly.

- Well, what are you? Lead the way.

“Sir, the bath is beyond that door.” And, sir, I beg you, I still need to serve you breakfast.

- To hell with breakfast, what are you blind? Do not you see that we have a reason to wait a little with breakfast?

And indeed, by this time, for both demons, an erection had already reached its maximum. And Bolo, moreover, looking at the miserable attempts of a slave to free herself from a strong grip, stroked her phallus.

“Forward,” sighed Sevih in the slave’s ear, “wash us.”

The girl gasped frightened and jerked toward the bathroom. Her sex lips in the demon's fingers stretched out, but, in the end, were released.

The bathroom where the demons went after Mila was huge. In the middle a turquoise-covered spacious swimming pool, and a little bronze barrel floated slightly off to the side of a wooden bench. Demons lounged on a bench. They are not fallen, members proudly sticking up, rather than embarrassed slave.

Mila gathered hot water from a bronze faucet and began to wash the demons. However, it turned out to be quite difficult.

The slave woman tried to soap the human shells of the demons, carefully avoiding touching the dressed flesh. Meanwhile, cheeky hands were touching her over all the protruding parts of the body. As soon as the girl turned to Sevih, he immediately grabbed her chest, and Bolo ran his hand under her skirt and crumpled the elastic hemispheres of her buttocks. If she leaned to soap a sponge, then immediately felt heavy slaps on the ass. A pinch for the chest and ass just did not stop for a minute.

After some time, the fabric, so barely covering the charms of the slave, was soaked that it embossed the high breasts and pubis. And then Bolo, who could not bear it, tore off this illusory defense. Flexible slender body turned out to be fully accessible for lustful hands. The situation connecting the nipples worsened the situation. As soon as the strip of fabric disappeared from the breasts, the demons immediately began to pull at this chain.The slave woman quietly screamed every time her nipples were twitching in pain, and was moved in the direction of the demon in whose hands the chain was now. And each of them, with a lewd smile looking at the charms of the slave, sought to get as much of her attention as possible. In addition, once without a skirt, the slave was attacked from behind each time. Relentless fingers, leaving the ass alone, are now engaged in defenseless lower jaws, and sometimes roughly penetrated inside.

“Well, okay enough,” Sevihu was finally bored with the games. - Wash my dick.

Mila, trembling all over, knelt before the demon and timidly touched her sponge to firm flesh.

- Yes, no, dear Mila, pens. - He clarified Sevih and blissfully closed his eyes when gentle hands of a slave began to wash off the remnants of yesterday's pleasures with gentle touches. After a couple of minutes, the demon could not stand it, and putting his hand on the girl on the back of his head, he roughly folded it to his groin. Plump lips poked into a huge crimson head. And then the slave dutifully opened her mouth and absorbed the penis.

Bolo also did not want to stand aside and ordered to wash his household. The demons moved the girl among themselves, and now she, lying on her thigh on Sevih's thigh, was sucking his cock and at the same time trying to wash Bolo by touch.

Already realizing what was required of her, the slave soon rose from her knees and, bending down, began to suck the members of both demons, simultaneously caressing the hand of the one who was left unattended by her mouth.

When Carol appeared in the bathroom, the slave, moaning deeply, was already sitting on Bolo's dick, and standing on the Sevyih bench, gave her into her mouth. Mila's small feet stood on the hips of the demon, he, in turn, with his hands under her buttocks, forced a narrow slit to slide along the entire length of his monstrous phallus. Sevih, holding the slave’s head with both hands, drove the barrel deep into the sweet mouth with sharp movements. Sometimes Sewih stopped. Then the slave, who already knew her role perfectly well, started kissing his trunk along the entire length, sometimes quietly grabbing velvety skin with white teeth, and her hand, hugging the man’s hips, stroked and caressed the man’s buttocks.

Carol, noticing the gesture of Sevih, realized that she could not escape, and with a sigh, headed towards the intertwining trio. Both demons lustfully watched the upcoming demonessa. She was in a long black dress, fitting her body like a glove. The large breasts barely held in close captivity of the bodice, and with each step in the section a slender leg appeared.

As soon as Carol was near the bench, Sevih left Mila and jumped off. Without any preliminaries, he launched his hand into the cut of the dress.

The demoness shuddered and gave Sevihi a scathing look. However, when she saw the demanding expression on the demon's face, she resigned herself and meekly spread her legs, slightly bending her knees and putting her pubis forward. Stiff fingers immediately burst into her, pulling a lingering moan from her throat.

- Yes, you're all wet, bitch! - admired Sevih, and then ordered: - Undress.

As soon as Carol managed to crawl out of her dress, Sevih pushed her toward the bench. The demoness rested her hands on the wooden seat and pulled up her butt with appeal, slightly spreading her legs. A delightful view of a bare, half-opened slit, ready for use, opened before Sevih. And he did not keep himself waiting, placing the purple head at the gentle entrance to the cave.

Carol grabbed the thick trunk with her hand and, with a groan of satisfaction, planted herself on him, after which she began prying away with all her zeal. Sometimes she made circular rotations with her pelvis, trying to get all the sensitive places inside the huge rod inside her.

Soon Bolo raised the slave groaning without a break and put her next to the demoness. Now both women, shaken with powerful blows, stood so close to each other that they touched their thighs with every thrust. This allowed the demons to caress the ass of other partners, which they did with great pleasure.

- Change? - breathing heavily, asked Sevih, Bolo nodded, and now tenacious handles inserted into their tight little holes ... Read more →