When Lily came, her thighs squeezed Dana's head so hard that the entire world went silent—save for the muffled screams that made it to her through the succubus' thick thighs—and Lily squirted a copious amount of fluid all over Dana's face, which she eagerly lapped up. It tasted roughly like Fireball Whiskey, which she suspected was intentional on the demon's part.

The succubus laughed, then looked down at Lily and said something that Dana didn't understand.

"Whaf?" she asked, her mouth still full of pussy.

"Oh, sorry." Lily spread her legs a bit so Dana could hear. "I'm guessing you would like some help too, right? Or are we done...