Viktor let himself fall backward, landing heavily in the chair. The momentum made Bella bounce slightly on his still-buried cock.
"Aaahn~!" she whimpered, her hypersensitive pussy clenching reflexively around him.
His cock remained inside her—softening but still thick enough to plug her completely. Not a single drop of his seed escaped, trapped deep within her body. Her internal walls seemed to be drinking it in, absorbing his essence greedily.
Bella sat straddling his lap, gasping for air, her petite body trembling with aftershocks. Her silver hair was plastered to her sweaty face and shoulders. Her cat ears drooped tiredly.
Viktor's hands came up, finding her breasts.
"Eep!" Bella flinched as his fingers found her swollen nipples.
He pinched them—not gently—and pulled.
Spurt.
Thin streams of milk shot from her nipples, arcing through the air before splattering on the control console.
