The adventuress bit her black lower lip till a trickle of blood started to seep down along her chin, muscles straining as she felt her legs fail beneath her. Try as she might, the desires within her were taking over -- she could feel it as she fought it, even as she knew she didn't want to fight it, that what she desired above all else was to slake her hunger on the succulent succubus slit before her and complete the transformation that had begun beneath the cold metal chastity belt that encased her loins.
Donna gave a fevered gasp as she felt her knees sink into the thin pile of the hotel carpet. The throbbing crimson and black pussy before her was hypnotizing, the rune of the succubus's mons dominated her vision as it pulsed in time to the leaking juices that now coated Lorna's inner thighs, giving off a heady intoxicating scent and sizzling with ambient heat as they struck the floor.
Looking up Donna could see a look of pure rapture on the succubus' face, each long dainty crimson fingertip playing thoughtlessly across her wide black aureolaes as the sex demoness watched her charge succumb.
Donna couldn't take it any more. She leaned in, drawing the succubus close as her own half-formed fingers cupped each perfect red globe of asscheek. Donna's mottled, sinuous tongue crept out from between breathlessly parted lips, seeking their target in the engorged black clit that dominated her vision. Lorna hissed like steam off of hot coals as the tip of Donna's tongue made contact with her thick pleasure node, caressing the pony-tailed adventuress's head as she drew her mouth deep into her smolderingly slick loins. Her eyes closed, Donna could only moan mindlessly into the succubus' pussy as her lips met Lorna's own and her tongue travelled up and down the demoness' dark cleft.
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