The Tar'oth needs to be bigger first

"Ok ****," the miniature demoness giggled, "stop turning the pages. first I need you to make me bigger."

"Oh yes mistress," Aaralon said mindlessly, "what do you need me to do?"

"First, start masturbating again," as the Tar'oth ordered Aaralon quickly grabbed his cum covered cock and started stroking his slick shaft again, "second, I need you to recite this incantation," said the Tar'oth whilist pointing to a particular part of the book."

"Of course , my queen!" the wizard thrall exclaimed, and then began to recite the powerful spell. "And ****" the Tar'oth shouted, "when you are ready to cum I need you to cum all over my face and body, so you better have alot for me."

Aaralon stood there in the dank and poorly lit room, hunched over the table stroking his rod against his will to produce cum for the furry little demoness, running his hand up and down his stick he could feel the pleasure begin to build, and not too long thereafter he began to squirt his cum at the little imp. The first volley hit her square in the face so hard she almost fell over, followed by volley after volley of more of his white cum, soon the Tar'oth was covered in Aaralon's man juice, it caked her furry legs, it covered her hair, and drenched her tiny little titties.

"And now ****, for the final part of the spell, I need you to kiss me." the Tar'oth said gesturing to her lips.

Aaralon while bending over saying "I feared you would never grant me the honor my queen" as he kissed the Tar'oth's head despite his own cum...