The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 65.2

– Today it’s true…

The girl encouraged his sexual thoughts and ideas, and her vagina quickly contracted, as if asking Derrick to speed up and bring relaxation to both.

– Yes…

Usually the Duchess and the demon himself needed time to get used to, but today any touch and penetration brought pleasure, without demanding anything in return. Judith arched her back as the tight penis pushed deep into her again.

– Do you like it that way?

The Duchess nodded tensely, hugging the demon’s neck. Derrick kissed her trembling eyelids. It seemed that the girl was about to lose her composure, so the demon tried to control the situation. He patiently and tenderly bit her cheeks, saying every now and then:

– So cute…

Derrick was nervous as he looked at Judith, who still didn’t understand what was happening and didn’t know what to do with her own body. Therefore, he tried to whisper tenderness in her ear, kiss her cheeks, lick them. Her facial expression changed randomly, because the storm of emotions inside woke up and then faded away again. The sighs in the room did not stop and did not become quieter.

“Ah… Derrick…” Judith looked like she could barely contain herself.

She looked at the muscular arms, the large breasts, completely different from her. Like a cat, the girl raised her head and touched her tongue to Derrick’s lips, urging her husband to move faster. In fact, the girl did not like this pose at all: she looked like an ordinary embarrassed person who did not have a single secret, hidden place.

– Yes! – suddenly Judith quickened the pace.

In fact, the initiative that Derrick now had was nothing more than what his wife allowed him.

– Yes, Derrick! Yes! – she shouted.

– Well, Madame… Do you like my dick? – Derrick grinned.

“Yes… Okay…” even this seemingly simple answer was imbued with burning pleasure and excited.

The demon could not bear this and cursed, concentrating on the process and throwing away all worries. Desire and pleasure, like waves, covered the spouses. The squelching sound merged with groans into a burning cacophony. Judith’s cheeks glowed red. And her desire only grew with every second. Sticky liquid flowed out of the vagina like a fountain again.