She had done this too many times to Nerissa to not get good at it. Bobbing her head enthusiastically, only releasing for a split second if she needed to breathe...
"... R-Rissha... can I touch myself...? ๐ฆ๐"
... And beg for permission. What a good puppy...
Rissa's hand caress Fuwawa's head as she let her do all the work. She just sighed heavily as she enjoyed the girl's skills.
โ Oh my god, you're such a good girl.
"Haah... Rissha... ๐ฉต"
Fuwawa cooed, tongue immediately reaching to support the under side of the head while she pulled herself closer again.
Without hesitation, she was kissing and suckling on the tip, licking and drooling all over the place. ๐
โ I can't believe what a beautiful view I have! ๐
The demon laughed flirtatiously as she took the base of her rod, placing the tip against Fuwawa's tongue.
โ Here comes your special prize.
"... Bau bau... ๐โจ"
A few kisses to greet the growing mass, only for the hellhound to stuff her face up the demon's skirt, pushing it away...
Only to stop and pull back a little. Mouth open wide, tongue stuck out, panting... looking expectantly at her raven. ๐
Rissa's hand pressed the hellhound's face against that spot, gently rubbing it. She could already feel it hardening beneath.
โ I grant you permission, Fuwawa. ๐
"W-What I want...? ๐ฉต"
The hellhound's breaths were already getting heavier. Leaning in, pressing her face up against Nerissa's crotch, huffing up her scent.
"... Can I have this, Miss Rissa...? ๐"