Gersham pumped into her, rocking his hips from side to side as her feels her against him, his cock throbbing in the tight mass of muscle as he sweeps a hand against her bare thigh.

The warmth enticing as his hand courses against her.

Mm, you feel as nice as last time. Have you encounter other beings yet? If so show me what you have learned.

He gently slapped his head hips against hers.

"Gershy, do you really think I've had encounters with anyone else without reporting back to you?", Midnight laughs. "Sadly, all I've learned from since I got here was my last encounter with you, and the laptop full of Eroge I have lying around". She seems distracted for a second. "I tried to download some onto school computers, but for some reason, they have a comprehensive library. Every. Single. One. Downloaded onto it". She shrugs. "Then again, this is kind of an odd place", she sighs, looking back at the demon prince having sex with her. "Only a little weird..." she murmurs, relaxing a little more.

Regardless she felt good surrounding him member as he filled her. Pleased that she had not yet met another as of yet. Of course he doubts that that will carry on for her entire tenure here but he had no problem filling her with that member of his.

She had been a delight to be with of course and so as he questioned her and she answered he made the preparations in taking the lead here, a mouth affixing to her breast sliding against her nipple.

“Very well, then it is up to me to further your education.” And he plunges into her a it firmer and a little deeper as he delights in the core of her body and it's feel against him.

Etolie was real worried of course. Her fate had not yet been determined it seemed to spurn her one, her tongue swirled over her other breast, a hand flowing down to nudge and rub against the clit of the girl.

"Oh, Gershy, I think you will find me a most diligent student", she says, then stops. "I have an idea!" Midnight removes herself from Gresham. "Now just lie down for a second, and let me try something".

His thrusts become a little deeper, a little harder but not too hard given that she is not as experienced yet with this sort of pleasure. It had been touching in a way that she had remembered him and decided to bring him a gift even if he had suspected that it was as a display of power over the other girl.

More of that aphrodisiac leaked out of him into their joined bodies but she managed to pull back and he did what she said.

“I will have to throughly train you then.”

Etolie rises as she does, her hands cupping those breasts as her hands sweep around her from behind. A tongue going to work on the side of Midnight's neck as her nipples get pinched between her thumb and forefinger as she rolls the nipples between them tugging a little as she presses her breasts into her back.

Midnight settles onto Gersham, tracing downwards and other way around, and slowly starts licking his engorged member, with his head between her thighs. "How's this?"

“Oh, yes, this is great.” His hips lift up eagerly so that she could pay his member more attention. His hands go to her hips, his head lift and seeing that they where in the perfect 69 position his tongue skims against her labia as he rubs those hips inducing more aphrodisiac into her.

She moves to her side, a hand reaching down to rub against her clit as another squeezes a breast gingerly. She leans forward capturing that breast as her tongue sweeps against that nipple as she swirled it against her there.

Midnight giggles a little between licks. "Gersham, that tickles! Your tongue is so warm!"

Etolie draws a way a little kneeling at Midnights side for a second before getting up and standing by Midnight's sod leaning down to her, a tongue sweeping over the corral of her ear. She whispers to Midnight. “Can I whip you?”

He grins a little as he holds her close to his mouth, his tongue wriggling against her entrance before he pushed it inside her fully. His tongue sliding into the chalice of her body in a steady rhythm.

She tastes good, his tongue swirls against those pink moist walls.

Midnight looks up at Etolie. "Whip me? With what?"

Etolie gestured towards the various tools and toys hanging up on the basement walls. So many things to play with, so few that she would dare use without checking first seeing that she was under some pressure here to ensure that Midnight enjoyed what was being done to her.

“Take your pick, I was leaning towards one of the cat'o nine tails.”