Shakily Moi recovers to find a head wedged into her cleavage, the hair thrown up and tickling her nose.
"Huh, well that's convenient." she says, stretching her neck to peer down the back, seeing the familiar male body pattern. "An unconscious guy stuck between my tits... again."
With a very satisfied sigh she pops his head from her breasts and rolls him over onto his back, thankfully before he suffocates. She holds one hand up and tenses, and two inch long claws extend from her fingers. With a few deft slashes his clothes are literally shredded, but Arnold remains untouched. Retracting her claws she brushes the scraps of cloth off him and smiles. She tickles and plays between his legs for a few minutes until he hardens down there, getting quite satisfyingly large.
"Oh that'll do... but I haven't asked him....? Hmmm." she ponders the moral implications of raping an unconscious guy, something no other demon would even consider, but eventually just shrugs. "Meh, I'll just appologise later if he's pissed."
She swiftly and expertly slips from her skimpy dress, hanging it on a *shudder* tree with her tail, then crouches over the boy. Arnold still breathes deeply in his 'sleep' as she settles down, fingers guiding him up between her legs. With an inhumanly wide grin she sits down, feeling him fill her. Her fingers wiggle beneath his buttocks and lift slightly, getting a good grip. Then, she's off!
Moi rides Arnold like a bucking bronco, her hands jamming him up as she rams herself down on him, pumping like mad. His hips are thrown around as she fucks the hell out of him, but she's hardly being subtle and his head tosses about a bit as his shoulders shift from all the commotion. Blearily his eyes flicker open to a look of total shock.
"Wha? I... Oh my GOD!" he gasps as he and Moi cum simultaneously. The frantic movements become irratic as they spasm, juddering hard against each other, Moi's wings wide outstretched and flapping faintly, spasmodically.
When the two finally recover Moi finds herself propped up by his shaking hands fastened onto her huge breasts and grins again. Arnold's reaction is a bit different when he recovers.
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