Camilla was spent. That brutal ass fucking left her barely conscious. Grumm may have been able to go again, but this girl needed a moment.<br/><br/>"I.. Fuck.." It was a few moments before she continued, finally looking back at the bar and saying. "Unless someone wants sloppy seconds, I'm going to clean up." Already, she began to move. It wasn't until she had found her way onto the edge of the table in front off Grumm that she stopped and looked up. His drooling cock was eye level, his tremendous, ripped body was above. She felt so thoroughly dominated, that alpha's seed even dribbled out of her ass and cunt. She had been claimed,b she was owned.<br/><br/>"I meant.. If it's okay with my master, someone can have seconds if they want. Otherwise, I'll go clean myself. As long as my owner is finished with me." Camilla, that sultry-voiced demon, looked up at Grumm with wide eyes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>