Clara's unique body suffered extreme reactions when coming into contact with Nikolai's high-energy cum, which overloaded her body with pleasure. She held her shoulders while convulsing as she rolled onto her side, with a lovely squeal.
"Ngh....!"
Meanwhile, Anya, who enjoyed challenging Nikolai during sex, looked nervous. She slowly removed her clothes, letting her heavy breasts flop out as she cupped them with her hands and slipped them free.
"Will you really do what I want?"
She peered into Nikolai's eyes.
Her blonde pubes peeked from between her thighs as she pressed her plump flesh together, which revealed a glimpse of her sticky slit oozing love juice onto the sheets.
"Of course."
He could smell her blood, her scent, and it made his cock throb with black veins, the tip swelling more than before, as it dripped with sticky leftover cum.
The moment she looked down, his smile grew, and he grabbed the base.
"So, what does my princess want?"
