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Sly can barely struggle as Carmelita bends him backwards, not once relinquishing her hold on his pride; he was hers now and she was going to make the whole world know it.
"C-Carmelita, I can't..." Sly glurked, his body trembling hard in her firm grasp. "Oh god!"
Carmelita's lips curled up into the ghost of a smirk as his throbbing cock erupted with ropes of thick, virile seed, painting her gloves and anything several feet in front of the dueling duo.