Let Knobby fuck you

"You..." you say, pointing at the demon with the bumpy cock. He whoops in triumph and pulls his tail out of Slim's grasp. You drop to your hands and knees, nearly sobbing in relief as he moves behind you and shoves two fingers into your ass, wiggling the digits and rubbing your prostate until you are squirming and moaning, the precum dripping from your cock onto the floor.

"Oh, yeah, we got a live one," he says, withdrawing his fingers and rubbing his oddly shaped cockhead against your hole. You push back against him, but he swats you on the ass, hard enough to make you yelp and leave a hot, stinging handprint on one cheek. "Hold still, slut," he says. You shake with the effort, but remain still as he teases your hole, pushing the head in, then pulling out, over and over. Each time he enters you, spreading that ring of nerves, your body goes crazy, your balls aching, hanging full and heavy between your legs, your cock jerking and jumping like a puppet on a string, but it's not enough.

Finally, he grows tired of his game and grabs your hips, grunting as he sheaths himself in your ass, burying his knobby meat in one swift, hard thrust. Your overly-sensitized passage grips him, and you can feel every bump and lump and ridge on his unique shaft. He rocks his hips and you cry out desperately, your balls drawing up, your muscles tensing.

"He's gonna blow!" Shorty yells, and slides beneath you, taking your aching cock into his mouth. His wicked tongue circles the knob and flicks along the slit, his hand working up and down your shaft. With a strangled cry, you spill your load into his mouth. He moans and swallows, sucking on your cock until your balls are empty.

"Please...please stop..." you beg, but they're not done with you yet. Slim steps in front of you and catches you by the chin. You don't have the strength to resist as he pries your mouth open.

"Sounds like someone needs another fix," he says with a laugh, and slides his slender cockhead between your lips. You don't want to, but can't stop yourself from sucking on him, the sharp taste of brimstone filling your mouth. He grabs you by the head and pumps his hips, driving his long cock to the back of your throat. You expect to **** and gag on him, but the feeling never comes, even as he thrusts deeper and you feel your throat bulge, filled by his rod. Funny, you don't even feel the need to breathe. What has this demon cum done to you?

"That's it, slut, take it all," Slim says, fucking your mouth until his balls squish against your chin, all twelve inches of his demon cock stuffed down your throat. You swallow around him, your throat muscles squeezing his shaft, and he moans as his hips jerk, his cock throbbing as it pumps cum down your throat, so deep you can't even taste it. You can feel its effects, though, as any desire you may have had to stop disappears. You moan, sucking hard as Slim pulls out of your mouth. "Hurry up, it's my turn," he says.

Shorty climbs out from underneath you. "Why is it your turn? It should be my turn!"