The loud moans of two females echo through the hotel room, one riding Lucifer's face, the other grinding on his hips; Estella loved his oral skills as she let her tail stroke his cheek, looking at the collapsed Irina, now spurting a fountain of milk from her crotch as she rolled over, Gwen pushing her aside and mounting his spear.
"Mmm... thick, so? Nnn.... deep. What happened with the Hero?" Gwendolyn asked as she slowly moved her hips, a loud smack echoing each time she thrust to the depths, enjoying the feeling of being skewered.
"Ah...that....ha... He tried to.... trick the Templar into... Ugh..... suck more... Framing our darling husband into becoming the culprit."
The two women enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh while Lucifer silently enjoyed the sight of three world-class beauties all dancing on his body, seeking him out.