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Vica cringed and drew into herself, her slender body trembling at Constantine's charged threat. She felt boneless, exhausted; she was well past her limit already, but the way he pressed down upon her made it clear he had no intention of stopping. She blushed when she felt the hard cuts of his abdominals rub against the ropes of warm semen he had left on her stomach. It felt sticky and indecent, but she marveled too at the thought that he could take so much pleasure just in touching her. She wasn't an expert in s****l matters, but she had always been under the impression that it was the woman's duty to tend to the man, that the woman's pleasure paled in importance compared to his.
But she had done nothing for Constantine. He had touched her to his satisfaction, and then h
