The chapel reeked of s*x and brimstone, the air thick and humid like a fever dream. Selene Ravencrest was still on her back in the center of the glowing pentagram, chest heaving wildly, her perky breasts glistening with sweat and stray drops of glowing violet precum. Her tiny black lace panties were completely ruined, shoved aside to expose her swollen, puffy p***y lips that continued to twitch and leak from the powerful orgasm Lilithara had already forced from her. The stone floor beneath her was slick with the first messy rivers of her girl-c*m, the crimson salt lines now dark and wet.
Lilithara towered over the broken witch, her obsidian skin gleaming under the flickering candlelight. The succubus’s massive 14-inch futa c**k stood proudly erect, veined and ridged, the fat flared head s
