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“What did you do, demon?” Ava asked resentfully as she stared down at her dick. After the demon had last possessed her, it had turned… hot and hard. She had never felt like this before. Wrathia snickered in reply, curled in a corner, watching Ava with great amusement.
“This isn’t funny!” Ava protested. “Tell me how to get rid of it!”
When Wrathia was still not forthcoming, Ava reached out to gently touch her erect cock. She immediately gasped at the sensation, causing Wrathia to chuckle. Ava blushed, hard, as Wrathia drifted over to her. She felt the demon take control of her mind, as it often did, pushing her consciousness aside. Her hand reached out and grabbed her prick of its own volition, before jerking up, none too gently.
Ava regained control of herself just as a jolt of pleasure engulfed her loins. She moaned and bucked her hips as Wrathia retreated, now howling with laughter. Slowly, Ava’s hand began to pump up and down her cock, now intentionally. She leaned back and mewled with pleasure.
Wrathia watched Ava with great satisfaction. The young girl’s face was drenched with sweat, and white fluid was beginning to bead at the tip of her dick. She was rapidly nearing her release.
Suddenly, Ava let out a loud moan as spurt after spurt of white fluid erupted from her softening prick. As she rode the wave of her orgasm, Ava looked up at Wrathia once more. The demon was uncharacteristically quiet now, hands ghosting along the outlines of incorporeal breasts. Wrathia grinned when she saw Ava looking at her. The girl glared at the demon in response, her now-flaccid cock still in her palm. Wrathia really could be infuriating sometimes.