by Carmine
Mouth clenched, the monk thrust his cock into the mouth of Crimson Succubus. As he withdrew, strings of saliva dripped onto his crotch. Pushing on his thighs, the she-devil stared into the cenobite’s eyes.
He beckoned her, his glassy orbs scintillating. Succubus cocked her head to one side. He tried pulling her down, but she refused.
Sweat lined his brow and his member throbbed mercilessly. Succubus flicked her tongue. The anchorite took several spasmodic breaths as he nodded. Succubus opened her mouth, and placed her lips on the cock’s tip.
“Please!” he whispered.
She drank from the well of abdication.