"How the hell was I supposed to know those weren't gems?" Zitka complained. She tried to keep from the seed violating her again, but the spreader bar made that nearly impossible. A low moan escaped her lips, followed by a grunt as the seed forced it's way back into her ass. Zitka panted as Medusa started to rub against her clit, pushing her hips against her foot. "Oooo.. Stop thatttt..."