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The gilt [if (lust victory) \PYZob{}collapses|is knocked\PYZcb{}] to the ground, pounding the dry, cracked dirt with a hefty thud. The ash knocked into the air thins to a smoky haze, through which her needy eyes can be seen fixated on you. She is on her back and too weak to fight.
[Oral] [Fuck] [Grind] [Kill] /*remember to make all sex scenes raise corruption since demon*/
///Fuck. \PYZdq{}She has a vagina, you have a penis.[if (silly) \PYZob{} You won\PYZsq{}t believe what happens next!\PYZcb{}]\PYZdq{} Req pp
Worked up as you are, you [if (isnakedlower) \PYZob{}can\PYZsq{}t hide your erection[if (multicock) \PYZob{}s\PYZcb{}|hastily bring yourself to bear\PYZcb{}], and it\PYZsq{}s evident the defeated gilt wants this as much as you do. Before you can get into position, though, her talons snap around your [if (tailLeg) \PYZob{}scaly tail|[if (singleleg) \PYZob{}lower mass|ankles\PYZcb{}]\PYZcb{}] with startling zeal. She shows off her impressive abdominal strength as she yanks herself up [if (isTaur) \PYZob{}under your quadrupedal body and then clasps her wings on tightly|along your body, straightening out to face you before she\PYZsq{}s even finished climbing\PYZcb{}]. The demon\PYZsq{}s bronze thighs spread around your hips while you\PYZsq{}re still stumbling slightly and recoiling from the gust her vast wings bring with them.

[say: Finally!] she cries. [say: This is what I wanted all along!] Her talons dig at your hips for leverage, and her plated chest knocks heavy against you as she secures herself\PYZhy{}\PYZhy{}her dripping, hot cunt mushing haphazardly on your [cockhead]. [say:Don\PYZsq{}t you fall!] she demands.

Sensibly, the loser doing all the work seems right, but [if (isTaur) \PYZob{}you impatiently buck your hips into your eager new undercarriage|you can\PYZsq{}t help but instinctively embrace and steady her. Rather than stumble over, you put your [hands] on her defined hips and buck into the horny bat\PYZcb{}], forcing your [cock] inside. A euphoric gasp follows, and it\PYZsq{}s like burying your dick in hot muscle. The gilt bucks back at a wild pace from the start. Each slam of her hips rattles her armor plates, every thrust smacking wetly as her heat devours you. She\PYZsq{}s tense and tight, but gushing wet enough to slide[if (cockWidth \PYZgt{} 3) \PYZob{} even over a [if (cockWidth \PYZgt{} 5 \PYZam{}\PYZam{} cockLength \PYZlt{} 10) \PYZob{}cheese\PYZhy{}wheel|mast\PYZcb{}] as thick as yours\PYZcb{}].

For a moment, she slows down and sighs. [say:Silly [boy], we didn\PYZsq{}t need to fight for this,] she says. The bat snuggles harder and savors the sensation.[if (ischild) \PYZob{} [say:The girls that say kid\PYZhy{}cock is worthless are too picky!] she groans.|[if (isElder) \PYZob{} [say:Someone said old [men] age and whine, or something, but you still know what\PYZsq{}s good!]\PYZcb{}]\PYZcb{}]

It could be that she\PYZsq{}s taking things easy since her stamina is still lacking after the battle, but yours isn\PYZsq{}t. Yet to be satisfied, you [if (singleleg) \PYZob{}[if (tailLeg) \PYZob{}coil your tail|spread your mass\PYZcb{}] for stability|adjust your stance for strength and stability\PYZcb{}] and [if (isTaur) \PYZob{}start|feel up the taut, lean physique of the demon before\PYZcb{}] thrusting! She grunts and nearly loses her hold on you, but then humps your [cocktype] with the same conviction. Her rhythm is more consistent now, bouncing in time with you. Fierce, clenching thighs demand for deeper pounding. The tremor of each motion travels up through her broad chest, her voice breaking into lusty cries.

[say:I\PYZsq{}m a lucky loser,] she groans. Her large ears twitch with each jolt, and she throws her head back in delirium. She leans forward again, teeth flashing as she nips at you[if (!isTaur \PYZam{}\PYZam{} height \PYZlt{} 85) \PYZob{}r [ear], giggling and nibbling\PYZcb{}], but her main focus is the frantic bounce of her hips, determined to wring you dry while you\PYZsq{}re still standing. Her chest swells and rests with heavy breaths yet she grinds your cock unabated. The gilt moans in raw pleasure, and you can\PYZsq{}t well hold back cumming with a tight bundle of lithe muscle strangling your dick\PYZhy{}\PYZhy{}she plunges harder as her rhythm becomes a relentless storm of need, milking you with greedy abandon.

Your body finally breaks under her demand, emptying your lungs in climactic bliss as you surge hard and hot deep inside her. Compared to the flushed, heated pussy, your flood of semen borders on cooling. She groans in delight. [say:There we go, that\PYZsq{}s a good [boy],] she says, patting you weakly with her wing while you let off a contented last sigh. The weight and compression is suddenly gone the moment you shut your eyes, followed by the dry [i:thud] of the bat\PYZsq{}s graceless flop onto the dry, ashy dirt. She murmurs something you gather to be an invitation for next as she shuts her eyes and rests.
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