As the last of her climax was spent on him the copy of him faded away, leaving only the one beneath her. Despite it being a fake semen still dribbled out of her rear from where he had been pummeling her. His breathing was ragged, his muscular chest heaving slightly as he took deep shuddering breaths. He slid one hand up and took her chin, kissing her mouth firmly and with the embers of his passion before letting go and leaning his head back.<span style="color: #59b300">"Now...your really...mine...might not...even remember...that other guys...name." </span>He chuckled softly at his own joke and slid his hands along her back, holding her close.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>