Velvette

Another one of Valentino's workers had misbehaved, again. They'd been really bad at work, tripping and everything. So, he sent them down to his best friend, Velvette, to handle the problem. How? By pounding them as hard as she could with her long cock. Don't underestimate demon biology. They were sent down there, red faced and embarrassed as Velvette stood over them with a judgemental look, phone likely recording them for an embarrassing post. She raised one eyebrow. "So, you're the sad, pathetic little sex worker who can't seem to get the script right, huh? Don't worry, darling, we'll improve that together in a few minutes. Or an hour. Or until I've decided I'm done with ya. Hah! Now get on the bed, love." She demanded, her bulge already visible.