Having Alexa's tightness on his member was hard to describe, even for Puternic. All the other females were already ruined after a few thrust: bleeding, tired and paining, their fragile bodies were not enough to stand his sheer strength and power. Even so, in spite of the pain, his member and his scent made Puternic an irresistible prize. His member continued to thrust her from under, his back enjoyed the touched of her bare heels, his thighs measure forces with her thighs. Once again, the idea that Alexa was his perfect fit for Puternic drove him crazier. His desire to satisfy sexually the vampiress seem to be uncontrollable. Switching more and more from roughness to tenderness, his hands also embraced her back and butts, caressing them in order to increase the feeling of her orgasm.<br/><br/>It was not yet over though.<br/><br/>Puternic carried the vampiress to the dressing table next ruined bed, laying the midsection of her buttocks on the edge of the furniture. Without caring too much about the vase with a daisy, his hand jerked it on the ground, breaking another item of the room.<strong>"We will have to pay some fines here, Alexa"</strong>, he smirked with his eyes still facing hers. Feeling her breasts on his chest was pleasant, but his plans were different. He pushed Alexa backwards, so that she laid on the dressing table. For a moment, he admired his prey: how fortunate he had been that night! It was amazing that even though he had been living in the magical Romania since his birth, his path never crossed with hers. Their worlds were probably far too different.<br/><br/><strong>"Carefull with the mirror, Alexa"</strong>, Puternic ordered with almost sweetness in his voice, as his hands roamed over her abs. With his eyes closed, he could feel her tummies. Then, his member, which had never left the coziness of her depths, restarted moving into her,.<br/>