His face slowly turned red, he’d never had gay thoughts before, those faggots had always disgusted him, kissing in public and holding hands and the like. A loin cloth covered his extremities, but it left nothing to the imagination, this demon was definitely hung. Never. By the time Luzoh only had 1/3 of his cock in Dalton, Dalton was blacking out from lack of oxygen, and the convulsions around Luzoh’s cock finally had him completely hard, a full 12 inches of demon cock ready to explode for an unworthy mortal. “See the cool thing about an inccubus, or any sexual demon, is that their sexual organs are hypnotic. Circle.” each sentence brought Luzoh a step closer to Dalton, who in return took a step away. But that’s where the similarities seemed to end. Never. “See you stupid little bitch,” Luzoh slowly stands up, “you broke the cardinal rule of demon summoning. The chalk, the perfect drawing, the hand gestures, and the seminal fluid!” Dalton was talking to himself and hearing this final statement caught Luzoh’s attention.
