“The owner wants you to appease him with his mouth,” the voice of the demonessa sounded.

- But how? We do not know how! - bleated Verona, and Agnes looked at her with displeasure - what good can the demons deprive of their mysterious "gratification"!

There was a smile in the voice of the demonessa:

- And whatever you like, so please. It will be nice, do not you find, dear?

- Why? It is really interesting to what extent our nuns will be capable!

From penetrating into the very essence of the voice of the girl let a few drops in her panties.

The first decided Agnes. She moved forward a little and, as if by chance pressing a aching breast into a hard knee, put her hand on the member closest to her. Oh, how long she wanted to do something like that! Fingers could not reach the trunk - yet despite the division, he remained very fat. Agnes felt how impatiently the phallus trembled, as the blood pulsed, knocking small hammers in her palm. For some reason, I wanted to moan, although it was not about any pain. And then the girl touched the purple head with her lips. From this light caress, the member started again and hardened so that the girl incredulously stroked his hand - how can there be such firmness in a living being? Let the demon? In ecstasy, she kissed her again, feeling from the lips touching her silky flesh, the heat rolls through her heart right into her panties, where everything had long throbbed from the sweet uncharted heat. Agnes had already covered one head with delightful kisses, and Verona had just decided to proceed. Seeing with what fascinating diligence her friend covered the entire surface of the swollen head with kisses, she finally moved to actions. Her palm rose and swept a big-bellied red egg. Under the delicate skin of the scrotum felt steel. Stroking the roundness with her fingers, Verona first pressed herself against the stone trunk with a cheek-reddening embarrassment. The sensations were delightful and then the girl gently touched the tip of the bridle with the tip of the tongue. Just like Agnes, the second member started, but this time, from the hole on the top, there appeared a transparent drop. A little thought, she took off her tongue. But it was not there. Following the first, the second one also appeared. Not wanting to give up, Verona licked her, too, and then began to spread the tongue over the entire head.

Passionately fluttering with sponges on Agnes’s second head, not wanting to lag behind her friend, began to do the same thing, only it occurred to her that you can do it right away - just sucking in the demon grease, and then, making the lips a little ring - all over the member until the head does not poke in the throat.

Verona immediately picked up the initiative of her friend, and both tried to make the lips tighter and absorb each member more deeply, because each time they clearly heard the magic roar of the demon, wading to the heart and even deeper - where everything was completely wet and humid.

“Amazing,” said the demoness, looking admiringly as the two heads nodded vigorously, now in the same rhythm, now in antiphase, as the two hands were crumpled — one solid trunk, the other the same hard eggs — they don't even need to be taught anything! Well, let's see what they have going on between the legs.

Passionate Verona, who was enthusiastically sucking her part, slowed down a little when she felt her panties being lowered from her. She did not dare to interrupt the manipulations of her mouth with a thick dick, but started when her vagina was teasingly touched by the tail of the demoness. Her eyes opened wide, she diligently held back something tearing from the depths. Meanwhile, the demoness gently parted the folds and slightly drowned the tip of the tail in the hole. Verona moaned fiercely, it seemed to her that if she pulled something ready to explode inside, she would finally be dishonored.

Fortunately, the demoness did not push her tail deep and took up Agnes. She, on the contrary, hastily shut her eyes, ashamed of her body, which reacted quite definitely - bending over in the back and kindly putting the current hole in the demoness.

- Dear, they are quite ready. A little more and they just raped you! Gee-gee ...

The girls were ordered to sit on the pillows thrown off the couch, lift the legs wide apart. Verona, covering her burning face with her palms. She still could not believe that the demonic member had just humored her with all the diligence, but now lies, depravedly revealed before him, and also wants the whole of nature that the demon appreciate both her body and her obliging readiness to belong to him.

Agnes, on the contrary, with wide eyes, watched as the demon stood over the girls stretched before him. Both its members - long, beautifully curved, stuck out menacingly from the burgundy, and the sacrificially submissive girl was frightened by only one thought: “What if this huge member doesn’t enter into it and the demon loses interest in it?”.

Meanwhile, the demoness alternately set each member to the current holes, slightly opening the folds. Verona again barely restrained herself from the shameful explosion, feeling the huge cock turning on the threshold, and Agnes even slightly raised her ass, wanting to serve the demon.

And the demon, roaring, sharply sent the members forward. The virgin films burst under crushing pressure, without stopping the monstrous heads rushing in depth for a fraction of a moment. Acute pain jerked each of the nuns, but it was too late - they were pinned to the sofa, like butterflies.

The demon stopped, giving the girls a little to come to their senses and at the same time enjoying the crampedness of their undeveloped virginal sheaths. The demoness bent over the girls. Her tail was very thin and wrapped around Agnes' chest, squeezing it gently. The very tip, very thin, took up the hardened nipple, then twisting around it, then pulling the top of it.

The nipples of Verona took up the long forked tongue of the demoness. He seemed to squeeze a hard knob with thin fingers, then the demoness pulled her tongue towards her. Pulling and nipple, and the whole chest after, and then let go, causing roundness elastically swaying, restoring the correct form. Then came the turn of the second breast ...

The games of the demonessa and the sensations of a hard, hot object on which they were pulled, made the nuns forget about the pain they had suffered.

Verona monstrously wanted to feel again the feeling of an impending explosion, while Agnes timidly pressed her heel on the demon's tough buttock, hoping to move him to some kind of action that her feminine nature demanded.

And the demon began at first cautiously, and then more and more rigidly stick the members into the body obediently prostrated before him. He instantly brought Verona to a pre-orgasmic state. The girl tensed, feeling with ecstatic horror that she could no longer stop. Her body arched and hammered on the penis, moans escaped from the neck. Agnes turned her head in surprise towards her friend, but when she saw with what a sensual, sweet and enthusiastic facial expression, Verona beats on the pillows, in turn, she felt the muscles of the vagina gathering on her beating from inside the cock, and then in turn, screaming, twisting in sweet cramps.

But the demon was not going to stop. He grabbed the girls by the ankles, wrapped his tongue around them, who were closer to each other, raised the ass over the pillows and began to wag bodies like a yard dog of rag dolls. The girls could not do anything - the demon did everything they wanted with their bodies. He spread his straightened legs wide apart, then put them on his chest, then dismissing a loop of his tongue for a minute, kissed and sucked his fingers, then leaned, squeezed and squeezed his breasts and nipples, and then putting his thumb on the sensitive folds above the most walking member, strongly pressed. And he didn’t allow the piercing orgasm to stop for a second, until the girls pleaded:
- Boss, I can no longer! Have mercy
- Yes, Master, ... Read more →