Yanagi slumped on the ground, shuddering and writhing, her hips bucking eagerly with each pump of thick semen into her--then just trembled as the last drops dribbled down on her. She only barely peeked over her shoulder, her fingers curled, grasping vainly at the floor.

"...h..how can you... ......ask a question like that, after... ...what you just did.."

...her eyes wandered to the demoness's cock again, though, staring.