Lilith

Alyssa Bounty figured plain old life just wasn’t enough, so she went ahead and summoned a demon named Lilith Amirah Adara. The girl was young, dark-haired, and all natural—small tits, tattoos, zero clue what she was actually asking for. She called, Lilith showed up, and suddenly hands—warm and wicked—were on her skin. They struck a bargain: forever-young riches in exchange for that pure little soul of hers. Alyssa nodded, and the next thing she knew Lilith’s mouth was on hers, guiding her to the sheets to sample the sweet, untouched taste between her legs. Lilith lapped harder, drove her straight to a wet, quivering orgasm, then dropped lower to suck on those tiny, bare feet. Alyssa hadn’t expected demon sex to feel this good. She wanted more. Lilith swung a leg over her face, dropped her pussy onto Alyssa’s tongue, then rocked forward until her own mouth was back between Alyssa’s thighs. Sixty-nine, tongues flicking in time, feet and fingers tangled, moans swallowed by wet skin. Both of them greedy, both of them satisfied—until Lilith finally gathered up Alyssa’s glowing soul and carried it off to the waiting witch.