The added touch of gentle scalp teasing with her harsh facefucking further drowned Konoka into her mental pleasure. Sure, she couldn't breathe thanks to a serpetine cock occupying so much of her that she gagged and gurgled, but the other cock and her pussy felt nice against her mostly soft hands, only slightly calloused due to her handling of staves for much of her life. Medusa was more than happy to make sure Konoka could go nowhere except further down on that cock.

But as hard as Konoka was to asphyxiate, she still had to breathe sometime, and she was too deep into the hypnosis to struggle for air as much as she should. The only clue Melissa got, if she cared to listen, might be that her gagging grew a little more intense, and her eyes rolled back the longer and deeper the facefucking goes. Even so, her hands didn't stop, compelled to obey because she was enamored by Medusa's moans. They were such sweet music to Konoka's ears.