Stay in control and finish the hand job

With great effort you kept in control, ignoring both the heat between your legs and the delicious odor of her male sex. As you continued though, your hand became more deft and your motions more practiced. Cassiopeia gasped in pleasure as what started as a pleasurable but amateur hand job escalated to competent then into professional.

It seemed your talent at learning skills was working overtime, although you may not be a hand job master by the end of this, you would know exactly how this demoness liked it. But still she wouldn’t come. You looked her in the eyes and she returned that gaze with a sly grin.

“I know what will push me over the edge.”

“What?” you asked a bit annoyed.

“I… I want to see you…” she moaned, voice growing ever more husky as her orgasm grew closer. “See your body… and you won’t need these.” With a touch against your breast plate darkness spread from her finger to your clothing making it turn to ash and disappear into the air around you.

You blinked in surprise and horror and although you had not let go of her cock you had slowed. Fear filled your mind, that she could have destroyed your equipment so easily if you had fought her.

"Oh, come now, I will give you much better equipment… mmmnnn… yes don’t stop… better equipment when we are done, that armor was not worthy of you. Now, forget about your clothes and keep stroking.”

Your breasts felt hot under her gaze, she clearly admired other parts but lingered there. Your arm motions made your overly large breasts jiggle and sway which kept her lust filled attention. Despite your nudity being for her benefit, you could tell she was holding out. She wanted this to last but with the right ****, speed and rhythm you were finally rewarded with a massive spray of white.

“hnnngh…. Parsa… my…”

Rope after rope of extremely thick cum flooded out of her as her wide hips bucked. Even with her huge balls it seemed excessive, a gallon at least pooled on the temple floor when she was finally done. The steam rising off filled the air with a pleasant male musk but still you held strong and while she was catching her breath, you walked over and grabbed the sword.

The grip of the sword seemed small compared to the sword you were just holding but like it, the relic emitted warmth and you could feel it’s power just by holding it. For a moment you thought about testing it against the demoness, but you had made a deal, so instead you sheathed it.

“Nice sword. Thank you for not stabbing me with it.”

She looked down and licked her lip, the wetness dripping from your pussy down your leg was evident and she looked hungry. Her massive erection had not gone down at all despite how much she had just unloaded.

“Interested in a little more before we part ways?” Cassiopeia says lustily.