The room was thick with the scent of sex: sweat, cum, girl-juice, and that faint sweet haze from Liza's zone.
The orange couch was utterly destroyed—cushions soaked through, wet spots spreading like a crime scene, faint red handprints still visible on the fabric from Anna's gripping fingers.
"Haaaaaa!~ ♡♡♡"
Anna lay on her stomach across the couch, legs slightly spread, breathing slow and heavy.
Her fat ass was still glowing bright red from the endless spanking, handprints overlapping in messy layers.
Between her cheeks, her pink juicy pussy was slightly gaped, a slow trickle of thick white leaking out despite her best efforts to clench. It was swollen, lips puffy and red, glistening with a mix of her squirt and the cream that was overflowing involuntarily.
Alex sat at the other end of the couch, legs spread, chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. For a second, he thought the cleaning-staff room was his.
His fatty cock rested heavy against his thigh—still half-hard, shiny with her juices and his own cum, veins slowly relaxing.
Anna turned her head to look at him.
Her emerald eyes were glassy, half-lidded, completely drunk on lust.
Her short blue hair was a mess—strands stuck to her sweaty forehead and cheeks.
Drool still glistened at the corner of her swollen lips.
She pushed herself up slowly on shaky arms, tits hanging heavy and swaying with the motion.
"Darling…"
Her voice was soft, hoarse from screaming, but dripping with pure adoration.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Come here."
Anna didn't hesitate.
She crawled toward him on all fours, slow and deliberate, like a kitten approaching its owner.
Her huge tits dragged against the wet cushion, nipples hard again from the friction.
Her red ass swayed side to side with every move, the motion making another thick drop of cum ooze from her pink hole and slide down slowly.
When she reached him, she knelt between his spread thighs, hands resting on his knees, looking up with complete submission.
Alex reached down and brushed a strand of hair from her face.
"Good girl."
Anna's entire body shivered at the praise.
Her thighs pressed together, and a fresh bead of wetness dripped from her pussy onto the couch.
He leaned forward slightly and cupped her chin.
"Kiss me."
Anna rose up on her knees immediately.
She pressed her lips to his—soft at first, obedient, then deeper when he allowed it.
Her tongue slipped into his mouth, slow and worshipful, tasting herself and him on his lips.
Alex kissed back, dominant but controlled, one hand sliding to the back of her neck, holding her exactly where he wanted.
When he pulled away, a thin string of saliva connected their lips for a second before breaking.
Anna's eyes were even glassier now.
"Alex…♡"
She whispered his name like a prayer.
He smirked.
"Clean me up."
Anna's gaze dropped instantly to his cock—still slick and messy from being inside of her hole.
She didn't speak.
She just leaned down and started licking.
Long, slow strokes from base to tip, tongue flat and warm, lapping up every trace of their mixed fluids.
She worked carefully around the head, swirling gently, then down to his heavy balls, sucking each one softly into her mouth, cleaning them with quiet, devoted hums.
Alex leaned back, one hand resting on her head, fingers threading through her hair—not pushing, just owning.
Anna's ass wiggled slightly as she worked, red cheeks still tender, the motion making more cum leak from her hole.
She didn't care.
She didn't even try to stop it anymore. He poured loads, so it was no point in holding it in by force.
When his cock was spotless and shining only with her saliva, she looked up again, lips glossy, waiting for the next command.
The succubus activated Manly Scent just a little—enough to fill the air around his cock with that addictive, musky aroma. He was like wearing women's favorite of perfumes.
Anna's nostrils flared.
Her pupils dilated instantly.
She whimpered, a soft, needy sound, and took him into her mouth without being told.
Slow at first—lips stretching around the thick head, cheeks hollowing as she sucked gently.
Then deeper, taking half his length, tongue swirling underneath.
Slurp… slurp… slurp…
Soft, wet sounds filled the room.
Alex groaned low in his throat.
"Where did you learn to suck cock like this?"
Anna pulled off just long enough to answer, voice breathy and shameless.
"Umrghh... instinct…♡ lots and lots of desires to please you…♡ I always want it arghh… Sucking my darling's huge plump cock is a pleasure ♡♡♡♡"
Then she dove back down, taking him deeper, throat relaxing as she pushed forward until her nose pressed against his pelvis.
She held it there, eyes watering, throat fluttering around him.
Alex's hand involuntarily tightened in her hair.
He held her down for a few seconds, then guided her up and down—slow, controlled face-fucking. She accepted it with intense love in her eyes. Sharing eye contact throughout her throat-ravaging.
Anna moaned around his cock, the vibrations making him twitch in her throat.
Her hands weren't idle.
One cupped his balls, massaging gently.
The other slipped between her own thighs, rubbing her swollen clit in slow circles.
She came just from sucking him—body trembling, muffled moans vibrating down his shaft, fresh squirt dripping onto the couch beneath her knees.
Alex felt his own edge building again.
SCHOOOOLPOP~ ♡♡
He pulled her off with a wet pop.
Anna gasped for air, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.
"Turn around" he ordered.
Anna obeyed instantly.
She turned on her knees, presenting her red, marked ass to him again.
Cum still leaked slowly from her pussy.
Alex leaned forward and spread her soft big buttocks wide. His fingers effortlessly sink in everytime.
The view was obscene.
He pressed a finger into her asshole without warning. A pink little hole, looked so beautiful and appetizing even after intense hot sex.
Anna moaned loud and shameless.
"So tight…" he murmured.
"Yes…♡ I keep this hole for my darling too…♡ can't wait you to break it and leave it gapping…♡ it will definitely feel darn gooood!…♡"
He twisted his finger, pushing it deeper as she exclaimed boldly. Anna pushed her ass higher, begging with her body.
'Too tight'
Alex pulled his finger out and kept circling it around the pink tight hole, teasing it gently. Anna's anus was too inviting but too tight to go without a warning before hand.
His finger went down to the wrecked creamed pussy, slowly brushing her pink juicy lips. He grabbed his massive dick from the based and placed it on if.
—slowly sliding back into her slutty hole.
Anna's back arched.
"Ahhh~♡♡♡ yes…♡ Ahhhhh! I miss it already…♡"
He didn't pound this time.
He fucked her slow and deep, one hand on her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit.
Anna melted. She shook her perfect fat ass up and down.
She dropped to her elbows, face pressed into the wooden floor, ass high and between his legs, moaning softly with every slow thrust.
"Yours…♡ all yours…♡ every hole in my body needs to be filled…♡ every day…♡"
Alex leaned over her, chest to her back, and kissed the shell of her ear.
"Say it again."
"I'm your obedient little pet…♡ your personal cum-dump…♡ your slutty sex slave ♡ I'll come here every lunch break…♡ wait for you on this couch…♡ ass up…♡ ready for you…♡"
He thrust a little harder.
Anna whimpered.
"Promise?"
"I promise…♡♡♡ I swear…♡ I'll never wear panties again…♡ just in case you want me fast…♡♡♡♡"
Alex smiled against her neck.
"Good girl."
He kept the slow, deep rhythm until she came again—soft, trembling, pussy squirting weakly onto the floor.
Then, wrapping his arm around her waist, and pulling her back into the couch, making her impale on his throbbing cock.
He reached the deepest parts of her hole and gently rubbing the bulge his rod created in his stomach. Then he let out fresh thick ropes of semen straight into her womb.
Anna collapsed fully, leaning onto his chest, holding his arms like a satisfied cat.
She looked back and up at him with complete devotion.
"I've never felt this happy…"
Her voice was small, sincere.
Alex brushed her cheek with his thumb.
"Get used to it."
Liza's voice floated through his head, smug and pleased.
'Another one bound and broken.
Orange Couch officially has two permanent residents now. Tomorrow: make them greet each other properly~ ♡'
Anna nuzzled into his thigh, eyes already closing, a dreamy smile on her lips.
The afterglow stretched on—warm, quiet, and utterly owned. The black beautiful womb tattoo faintly glowed pink, as proof that he completely owns her.