Lucifer admired her beautiful face flushed and soon entered halfway, stretching the silky, warm walls, drawing a lewd cry before leaning forward while whispering in a husky voice.
"Hah, Lephalia, I've waited for this moment a long time," Lucifer chuckled, smiling at Lephalia as he grasped her breasts—squeezing, rolling her nipple, pinching them—making her insides tremble, tightening around him briefly while whimpering erotically from her sensitive chest responding instantly to his stimulation.
"Mhm... Master... Please be gentle... I never... Hmmmmmnnn... haa..." Lephalia felt the slippery rod slide deeper suddenly without any warning, stretching wider, digging even further into her untouched depths.
The sound of her wet honey, bubbling from the pressure as his cock filled her insides, expanding the soft walls slowly, as she grasped the bedding with a low growl, a small trail of blood oozing down her butt crack, dripping onto the pale bedsheet.
