With my bra clad breasts 'staring' back at her, the Demoness finally managed to stop pacing and muttering to herself, giving me peace of mind for just a second before she cautiously made her way over.
Her eyes were filled with conflicting emotions as her lust warred with her concerns, and whilst I was rather amused to see how the big, bad Demoness who always took what she wanted had been reduced to this cautious lug I also was already beginning to be irritated.
The reminder from Kavya that I couldn't get my pussy drilled relentlessly for hours on end every single night was definitely not what I wanted, and also being told that all three of my well endowed wives were going to have to be careful to not go past my cervix - something we have done for forever now - was even worse.
