There could only be a single word to describe elves. Moist. The mont he skewered Ciela’s tight cunt, a viscous warmth flooded her stretched tunnel, soaking his cock. Overwheld, Asmodeus gripped tightly, holding her ass against his thighs.
"Ciela!" As his breath escaped his lungs. Asmodeus grunted her na through gritted teeth.
Hot, slippery and filled with countless fleshy bumps which clung to his cock, stroking his length like small, passionate tongues.
"Aghhuuk..."
The elf in question couldn’t respond. Her head thrown back, with eyes rolled up, and drooling as her pussy swallowed his cock greedily mid orgasm.
Asmodeus held her in place, yet her folds dragged him deeper each ti her muscles tightened around his glans with a squelch. Then, she forced him out with the imnse pressure of her clenched asshole and a wet pop.
"Is this your limit?" He asked—half checking on her and half curious.
’She squirted the instant I penetrated her cervix...’
Though he knew elves genetically evolved this way due to horrifying experiences over generations of war, discrimination and captivity.
It was beyond his previous understanding.
"Mmm~ I... where...? Ohh... Hnnn~ my pussy is so... Full!"
Finally, Ciela regained a sliver of consciousness.
"Fuck...!"
The difference was stark. Before her pussy resembled a series of tongues, stroking, pulling on his cock instinctively, but now... It was like a mouth, controlling those small bumps, squeezing, twisting and wringing his cock tightly.
A sensual moan leaked from her lips as she struggled to sway her hips. The tip of his cock was spreading her womb with each subtle movent as she gripped his shoulders tightly, legs still pressed against her chest, stopping her from breathing properly.
The position created a tight, sloppy vacuum each ti his glans pushed across her cervix, violent jolts of pleasure travelling down his cock and straight up to his brain.
Asmodeus bit the tip of his tongue.
The fierce undulations from her simple movent were so stimulating and comfortable that his balls clenched tight almost instantly.
’I almost ca!’
Shock spread through his blank mind, small tingles of electricity as her wet, misty eyes glanced up at him from between the legs.
"Baby~" She called him, entranced with drool dribbling from the tip of her tongue as she stuck it out. "Haaa~ that’s it pound my slutty elven cunt~ just like this... make squeal as you fold like a twig!"
"Do you like it that much?" His hair brushed against her cheeks as he leaned closer, her delicate feet on either side of his head. But before she could speak, he snorted, spitting into her open mouth. "Peh, forget it. Your filthy elven pussy answering for you..."
"That’s...!"
Ciela’s eyes shone bright green, her soft walls quivered before enfolding his cock, as if trying to take him even deeper.
"Calm down, your insides are going to make cum... ngh!"
Asmodeus gripped the table while enduring the flood of euphoria that gushed more than her soaked pussy. He bent and distorted the tal while thrusting his hips, creating a wet pop as his cock gouged her narrow, twisted tunnel.
"Haa...! You... Mmm.... cum for ..." She beca enthusiastic, her pussy like a living creature, sucking the tip of his cock, while soaking him in her overabundant juices that leaked down his balls, creating a sticky noise with each penetration.
"Don’t you dare—!"
He stopped speaking mid-sentence, the sudden urge to release sothing shot through his manhood, the feeling so intense he lost focus.
Despite being so close, his hips continued moving faster, slapping against her ass each ti, almost crushing her spine as she remained in the tightly compacted "
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