She writhed as he continued to thrust, whimpering, and then all too suddenly it felt as though a dam broke; filling her insides with hot wetness. A startled sound was given as he pulled out, the milky-colored seed landing on her face and body, Damita flinching as though it burned her. Hand moved upward as it dripped off of her chin onto her chest, slicking it off of her chin and onto her hand.<br/><br/>She held her hand up so that she could see, gaze studying her digits before they trailed downward over her breasts and stomach. Timid gaze then sought out the beast’s face, unsure of what was to happen now that he had finished; was the worst yet to come, or had this been it? If this was it, Damita considered herself lucky. She cringed as he snarled at her, his cum starting to cool and dry upon her lithe body, her thighs sticky from her own juices. Her body felt heavy, the spanish girl ready to do nothing more than sleep, her adrenaline having worn down long ago.<br/><br/>There was nothing more she could do.<br/>