Other Continent.
Divinity Nation.
The same day. Evening.
Julius stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes fixed on the naked maid sprawled across the sheets. Her legs were spread wide, her body slick with sweat and his seed, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. She had passed out some time ago, her face buried in the pillows, her thighs trembling even in unconsciousness.
Tch.
Boring.
Her pussy is loose. Too loose.
No resistance. No tightness. No challenge.
She already fainted. I don't even know how many times. Three? Four? I lost count. Every time I made her cum, she'd scream and pass out, and I'd have to wait for her to wake up again. It was like fucking a corpse after the third time. No reaction. No fight. No pleasure in breaking something that's already broken.
