Jax laid Tia on the bed after thoroughly wrecking her pussy.
She collapsed face-down, ass raised in the air. Her royal hole spasmed violently, still recovering from the rampage it had just endured.
Jax stood at the edge of the bed, breathing heavily. His chest heaved with exertion. He had put every ounce of effort into that roughness.
But he was happy.
The rewards were overpowered. And the woman who had resisted so fiercely before was now hanging limply, conquered by his cock.
Ilythra approached her daughter and pulled off the panties still dangling at her ankles. The stockings followed, peeled away and discarded to the floor.
Tia twitched at the touch.
"Mother... I can't do it anymore."
Her voice came out broken. Exhausted.
"It's really painful. It hurts too much."
Ilythra clicked her tongue dismissively.
"Oh dear, don't give up so early. I guarantee you'll be begging for it soon enough."
She traced a finger along Tia's trembling thigh.
