<strong>Victor Orestes, marking Beatrice upon the table</strong><br/><br/>Damn he was close. Why the hell was he so close already? A growl rolled through him at the realization that he was about to finish even though he wanted to continue to punish this secret whore and make her reveal her true colors to the rest of the Pleasure Dorm. His hand did not relent as it landed hard one either side of her, turning those jiggling little cheeks rosy with hard welts.<br/><br/>Her suggestion did in fact sound quite pleasing to him. Normally he would have wanted to pump his hot cum deep into the whore and make her carry his seed around but she had a good idea. Plus he felt that perhaps she would offer him more once they had retired to a more private location. With a deep growl, he seemed to go slightly crazy, pounding her tight little cunt harder, driving himself further along towards his release.<br/><br/>Finally he yanked his wildly throbbing cock from her folds, grabbing the slick length and giving a few quick jerks to push it the rest of the way. Another deep groan of pleasure rolled from him as his cock pulsed and he shot thick ropes of cum all over her cute, red ass. His eyes were glazed and half shut as he went through a series of spasms, jerking about and partly watching as he covered the welts he had made with burning cum.<br/>