Sister Martha Ruth
My holes rippled around him, spasming with my inhuman lusts. I shuddered as more and more of his jizz flooded my holes. Waves of euphoria drowned my mind. I gulped down more and more of his cum. I swallowed it all.
Then his tentacle-cocks ripped from my three holes.
"Soiled," the demon said, his malevolent delight rippling over me. "See!"
Before I knew it, he was pressing Sister Shannon Esther and me together. Our bodies pushed tight, my boobs rubbing on her stomach, her big tits pillowing into my belly. I came face-to-face with her black-furred muff, inky semen matting her curls.
"Feast!" the demon roared.
We feasted.
My tongue licked at my fellow nun's cunt. I lapped at her with hunger, gathering up more of that salty seed. She moaned and did the same to me. Her tongue stroked through my folds. Pleasure rippled from her touch.
I quivered and moaned into her cunt. My tongue flicked out over and over again to gather up the salty spunk spilling out of her tart pussy. The flavor of her passion mixed with the demon's seed. I groaned, unable to stop myself from this lesbian feast.
"Sister Martha Ruth!" moaned my fellow nun. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Her tongue thrust into my cunt. She wiggled it around in me. I did the same, her curls rubbing on my face. I scooped out the demonic spunk from her tart cunt. Her boobs rubbed on my stomach. She moaned as she devoured me.
I was lost in the moment, just devouring her as the demon watched. My tongue flicked through Sister Shannon Esther's cunt. I lapped at her with hunger. I flicked my tongue through her folds, enjoying every moment of gathering up his spunk from her cunt.
I wiggled my tongue deep into her tart snatch.
She plunged into my juicy pussy.
I swirled my tongue around in her, mixing her cream with his seed. I scooped it out. I had to feast on every drop of his passion as the pleasure built in me. It felt so wicked to have my fellow nun's tongue sweeping around in me.
She was driving me wild with her licking. Lapping. I shuddered at the ecstasy of this moment. It was fantastic. My eyes rolled back in my head as my tongue wiggled around in her snatch, searching for every drop of his cum.
More of his seed leaked out of my asshole. The hot jizz ran over my right butt-cheek and dripped from me.
I could find no more cum in her pussy, so I attacked her cuntlips. I licked at her twat. I feasted on Sister Shannon Esther's furred muff. She did the same to me, her tongue flying over my labia and brushing my clit.
Sparks showered through me. I loved the feel of them. I wanted more. I craved it all. I hungered for all the pleasure to just burst over me. I ached for every moment of it. This was such a rush to have all this bliss sweeping through me.
I suckled on her clit.
She nibbled on mine.
The demon laughed as he watched us, his tentacles holding us together.
My orgasm swelled faster and faster as I suckled on her bud. She moaned around mine. She did such wicked things to me. I loved every second of her nibbling on my bud. I would just explode. I hurtled toward my climax.
I whimpered. She groaned. We both nibbled on the other's clit. It was such a rush. We moaned and shuddered, our boobs rubbing into the other's stomach. My nipples tingled, the delight rushing down to my cunt to join all the rest of those naughty sensations.
I shuddered as I came closer and closer to bursting until...
I exploded.
My orgasm rushed through my body as my cunt cream gushed out of my pussy. I showered Sister Shannon Esther in my pussy juices. She did the same, her hot passion soaking my lips. I licked at her cunt as the demon growled his delight.
"Yes, yes, soak in that corruption, Holy Women," he growled as I drank my fellow nun's juices.
I gulped them down as the ecstasy swept through my body. My thoughts drank them in. the pleasure was so wild and wanton. I enjoyed every second of it. Every last moment of that bliss howling through me.
I bucked against her as she lapped at my cunt. We were both squealing, lost to the lesbian passion that had consumed us. I groaned, drinking her tart juices as this pleasure soaked my mind. I trembled against her as the peak arrived.
I reached the zenith of my euphoria.
"Yes!" the demon growled. "Marinated to perfection!"
He ripped Shannon from me even as he dropped me. I gasped and hit on my side. I rolled over to see beneath those red tears he had for eyes, a maw opened. Sharp teeth made of darkness dripped with inky saliva. He brought Shannon toward his mouth.
I screamed as the fear stabbed into me. The icy terror carved through my guts. I scrambled to my feet and ran for the door, screaming at the top of my lungs. But not as loud as Shannon. She shrieked at the top of her lungs.
Her cries cut off with a bone-crunching finality.
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Lance Hayward
I threw open the door with the glowing purple seal on it and stepped into the dark hallway of Hayward Manor. It was night, but we were going out in force. Bella and Veronica pushed past me, the two maids taking the lead.
My wife marched naked, her uniform along with clothes for me were clutched in Kylie's arms as she walked on my right. Ms. Docea was on my left with Aunt Nancy behind me.
I wasn't taking Mom since she was pregnant and showing, so Angela went so we could have her healing properties. She should have the same powers as Mom. Would my Daughter-Maid lactate to provide her healing powers? I had no idea.
Behind Aunt Nancy were Mrs. Miles, both my cousins, Mrs. Johnson, Janiqua, and Cali at the rear. The rest were staying behind to watch over the manor. My heart pounded in my chest as we rushed down the hallway, the Gizzamuluke's green eyes tracking us, glowing bright.
But the Imprisoned remained trapped in his panting.
They all were.
We rushed down the stairs to the first floor and headed to the west wing to cut through the ballroom and get to the garage. We moved fast, Bella and Veronica on guard. They all were. A breach. One of the Imprisoned had broken through the Hay.
Well, not Imprisoned yet.
"I can feel him," Ms. Docea said. "I can feel something disturbing the air."
"Yes, a storm," Mrs. Johnson said.
"That's the being," Cali said.
"Good," I said. "Mrs. Miles, you're driving. Ms. Docea, you'll sit beside her as navigator."
"Master!" both maids said.
This was it. It was time to really do my job. To protect this world. The Hay had been breached, so I had to capture the monster and imprison it. One more creepy painting or statute or bust for Hayward Manor to hold.
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