Promise You Won't Pull Out?

Thousands of years had frozen Blaze's black heart. Hundreds of bedpartners, her crimson cock had known—conquered, spoiled, and left behind, bathed in her filth, in their own blood, a legion of women ruined. In her youth, the devils of hell had not treated her any less harshly. When they came of age, even her brother...but Blaze banished that black century from her mind. She returned to the here, to the now, to the very warm and human woman who stared into her eyes and begged.

"Please—I know it's crazy—but I need it. I ache for it. With all my being. I want to feel it. I want to feel your cock grint into the entrance of my womb and paint it with your seed!"

Blaze licked her lips. She knew that her influence had been at work on Lois Lane since she entered the club. That it had awoken desires that long slumbered in the reporter. The dickgirl's heart was tight in her chest as she looked back into those violet eyes and whispered:

"Its dangerous. You could...you could get pregnant."

Lois Lane returned the stare, and when she spoke after a long moment, the voice was so petulant and filled with longing that the black ice around the devil's heart completely melted.

"Don't you want to impregnate me?"

Long had Blaze schemed and planned. She had dragged herself up from the depths of hell, established this club, wove a net of enchantments to lure in those souls on the verge of damnation, and through her guiles and machinations gained their souls for her own purposes. This was to be but the first step on a road to power that would see the whole world conquered, and an infernal army to spread outwards in a wave of darkness that would eclipse the scars and unseat the gods.

Yet all plans are thrown into disarray by the hot cunt of a woman in need.

"I'll do it," Blaze said, as she sank into the reporter's arms. Their foreheads touched as the dickgirl pushed her cock deep into the tight hole. "Whatever it takes—I'll flood your womb with so much jizz you'll have all the babies you want!"

Not idle are the boasts of devils...especially if they have a little help.