The Lovely Familiar

"No~ stop. Mother will be home... ahn~ It's too good!"

The cries of a lovely elf resounded hours after the initial act, while the muscular devil's muscular figure covered her completely with both legs pressed against her chest and resting over her shoulders. She cries out as the last spurts of his energy flood her already drowning womb. 

 "Haa.... haa... when does she get back?"

Sigurd leaned back, his muscles covered in sweat while convulsing along with his rapid breathing. His dark golden eyes gazed at the beautiful elf with shining skin damp with sweat, now trembling while trying to recover from the afterglows of their night together.

—It was her first time, and you fuck her five times... you monster. 

'When she told me about the sheets, she just seemed so cute, and I couldn't hold back.'

—That's my greedy devil

"Nn..."