Layla needs to prove herself

After corrupting the neighbourhood MILF, the young daemonic couple spent more time bonding. Layla was eager to prove that she was the nastiest slut from hell that Will could ever ask for. As soon as they found a quiet secluded spot, she rode her lover's cock and made him fill her ass with his cum twice before cleaning his cock with her tongue a begging for another load down her throat. "You really are insatiable." Will said and chuckled as she climbed onto him again and desperately tried to plunge his hard cock up her wet snatch again. "I'll do anything for you my love..." Layla promised. "Is that so..." Layla saw the twinkle in his eye. "What did you have in mind?" "How about... You go meet your father and do something for me..." Layla loved the plan Will had for her.

Some time later, the couple showed up at Layla's father's workplace. The secretary recognized Layla and let her right in. As Layla closed the door to daddy's office behind her, Will leaned over and asked the secretary if she had ever secretly dreamed of a handsome young man dragging her off to the janitor's closet, tearing off her clothes to gag her mouth with them and **** her repeatedly. Sadly Layla didn't have the time to hear her reply or to see Will do just that to her, she had a mission after all. "Hi daddy!" she greeted her father loudly to cover up the muffled sounds coming from the other room. Her father looked up at her from behind his desk. He had been working on his computer, probably doing some boring business stuff. Layla didn't really care about that. She never had, even before her transformation, but this time she didn't bother to pretend to listen.

Layla happily skipped over to daddy's work desk and leaned over it. She had conjured up a plaid miniskirt and a tight buttoned down blouse which she had left unbuttoned half way, to better show off her new tits. The classic sexy schoolgirl look that now left her father speechless as Layla leaned forwards, showing off more cleavage that he even knew she had. "So dadddyy... I know you didn't want to increase my allowance, but there's this little thing I really want to get for my boyfriend, so thought I should ask you one more time, if I could change your mind." She bit her lower lip gently, enjoying how her father already started to blush. He couldn't keep his eyes from drifting down to her tits. As he finally struggled to look his daughter in the eyes, he was shocked to notice how heavy her make-up was. Thick crimson lipstick and black eyeliner. Now he was almost hypnotized looking at Layla's face. Seeing her lick her thick cocksucker lips made him shudder. "Layla! How can you look like that?! And shouldn't you be at school?!" Daddy was so adorable. Cute enough to eat, Layla thought to herself. "Yeah, I suppose a good girl should be at school right now." Layla answered and stood up again. She could see daddy taking another glance at her heaving breasts. She turned around and took a few steps to leave the room, before spinning back towards daddy, her skirt raising as she spun. "But... I just thought that I've been a good girl long enough, so I could be bad for a day or two." Layla raised her skirt slowly. "Want to see how bad I can be daddy?"

Meanwhile in the janitor's closet, Mrs. McNair finally understood that her struggling was futile. She was blushing from shame, outrage, and exertion. Her red hair had been released from the bun it was in and was messily fallen over her shoulders and face. Her panties and pieces of her torn shirt had been stuffed into her throat to muffle her screams and moans. Part of her, a small and shameful part, but one that nonetheless existed, had been excited when this strapping young lad swept her away and began to rip her clothes apart with such strength and gusto. Now with her hands tied with shreds of her own clothes and her body revealed to her assailant, that little voice inside her head was making her flush with anticipation as he toyed with her. She shuddered as he teased her clit and fingered her with one hand while unzipping his pants. When she laid eyes on the massive cock he had, Mrs. McNair had to admit to herself that it was the biggest one she had ever seen. By the time it was inside her, she was no longer resisting her captor and instead silently begged for more.

"Yesss! More daddy! Harder!" Layla had been bent over her father's desk and he was vigorously pounding her pussy from behind. "Oh God! You are insatiable!" her father exclaimed. "Yesss... I'm a bad girl and so greedy for more. Do you know what bad girls deserve daddy?" Layla teased him and shook her ass. Her father needed no more hints and spanked her. Again and again, harder and harder. Each loud slap against Layla's ass was rewarded with an even lewder and higher pitched moan. "FFuuuck... Daddy! You're gonna make me cum just from spanking me!" Layla's makeup was starting to get messy from her tears, but every part of her loved this pain and humiliation and it just drove her father wilder. He even surprised her by bringing his cock to her asshole out of his own initiative. "Bad girls do anal." Daddy reminded her. "Yess... I'm a bad girl. Fuck my ass daddy! Fill it with your cum!"

In the closet, the formerly meek and prudish secretary was holding back her tears from her second orgasm. She had never felt this good. Then again, she had never been pushed against a wall to be fucked with a cock so massive she felt like it was going to split her int two. Her legs were jelly and if Will hadn't kept hold of her, she would have immediately slumped onto the floor. She didn't know how long this stud of a man was going to **** her, but she had no complaints.

Daddy had been fucking Layla with all his vigour, but he got tired after cumming only twice inside her cunt and once in her ass. That was not nearly enough for the horny daughter turned succubus. "What else do bad girls do?" Layla wondered aloud as her father sat down on a chair. "I know! Bad girls to Ass to Mouth." Layla kneeled infront of her father and began to slowly and deliberately lick his cock. Her tongue coiling around it as she tasted herself mixed with daddy's cum on it. "You know daddy... I really am a greedy bitch." Layla stopped licking his cock and instead rubbed it slowly against her face, smearing her makeup even more with his dick that was growing rock hard again. "Will you give me everything I ask for?" She pleaded with puppy dog eyes. "Fuck! Yes! Anything you want dear." Daddy replied, still out of breath. "Will you give me your money?" Layla asked before slowly deepthroating his cock. Daddy had to gasp for breath before he could nod. "Will you give your cum?" She asked again as she released his cock before sucking down on it again. "Baby... Daddy is a bit too exhausted and sensitive right now, can you give me some time to recover?" "But I want it nooow..." Layla whined like a bitch. "I told you I'm greedy. Will you give me your soul if I ask for it?" Daddy was getting confused, but it was too late. "I bet you'd love it if I sucked your soul out from your cock daddy... Wouldn't you?" Layla opened her mouth wide and slowly licked her way up to his tip before taking him all in again. "Oh! FUCK! LAYLA! ...I'll give you anything you ask if you keep doing that." With his permission given for his ****, even if he didn't understand it, Layla stopped playing with her food. Her head popped up and down as she sucked daddy's cock harder and harder. At first daddy tried to pull her away but soon all he could do was to hold on to her hair as she gave him the blowjob of his life. When he started cumming down her throat, Layla looked up at him as his face was contorted in pleasure and pain. He was briefly confused at how Layla's eyes appeared to glow, but by then it was too late. His life **** and very soul were torn out of him alongside the torrent of cum that he daughter swallowed. When he was completely dry, she finally got up scooped up some of the cum that had spilled out of her mouth, and happily hopped out of the office to find Will.

McNair was certain that she had cum more times during this **** than she had in her life before total. When her assailant took off her gag, she was too exhausted to make any noises and simply allowed him to now stuff her mouth with his still hard cock. It didn't taste as bad as she had assumed and she might even get addicted to cum at this rate, she thought to herself. The closet was opened by Layla and McNair didn't have enough brainpower to wonder why she also looked like she had been fucked to near-****. "Did you get it?" Will asked her. Layla answered by opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue that was still covered in cum. "Aaah!" "Good girl. Take her as well as your reward." McNair saw the sexy schoolgirl kneel next to her as Will took his cock out of her mouth. She had never thought of herself as a lesbian and had in fact been revolted by such thoughts in the past. But she was too tired to resist being pulled into a kiss with her. A strange tongue in her mouth and more of that delicious cum taste registered briefly in the secretary's brain, but were replaced by a strange feeling of tiredness. Strength seemed to leave her body and the last thing she registered was the feeling that she was being pulled into Layla.

Layla made out with their captive's corpse for a while longer even after draining her. The secretary's soul sank deeper into her stomach to meet with her father's soul before both were dragged screaming into hell and sacrificed to mistress Lilith.

"All gone!" Layla showed her empty mouth to Will who took the opportunity to stick his cock inside it and facefuck his eager succubus slut again.