Fatima's eyes were wide.
She was looking down at Edda, her face flushed, her lips trembling, her body pinned on top of the old woman. She tried to push herself up, her hands pressing into the grass on either side of Edda's head.
But Raven was behind her.
He positioned his cock.
The twelve-inch crimson shaft, glistening with Edda's anal blood and juices, pressed against Fatima's entrance from behind. Not her anal. Her pussy. The cunt that had been fucked by nine inches earlier and had thought it knew his size.
She felt it.
Fatima's whole body went rigid. She turned her head, looking back over her shoulder, her eyes meeting the demon behind her.
"W-wait— my lord— that is— that is bigger than—"
PHAAAAACK—
"KKKKHAAAAAAANNGHHHHH~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~"
Fatima's scream was not a human sound.
