Lying on an inflatable mattress on the floor right beside the tub was the Battle Angel herself.
But Nadia looked nothing like the cold, stoic, unyielding woman the world knew.
Instead she was completely naked!
Her milky white breasts were exposed, covered in fresh bite marks that told the story of a very passionate encounter.
Her ass cheeks bore the red imprint of handprints—evidence of enthusiastic spanking.
And between her thick thighs, her pussy lips glistened, still leaking a steady trickle of fluid that pooled beneath her on the plastic.
She was oiled from head to toe, every inch of her body gleaming under the bathroom lights.
The slime Mika had given her clung to her curves, highlighting every dip and swell, making her look like something carved from wet marble.
And she was utterly, completely wrecked.
