With another surge of heat, Sophia once again collapsed, her strength completely drained.
Her body had been filled with hot semen countless times. Each time she was filled, the contents would leak out during their frantic movements, only to be refilled, leak out again, and be refilled once more... The cycle repeated so many times she had lost count.
Sophia only knew that every inch of her body was now tainted by the young man's mark.
She belonged to him now...
Even after collapsing, she continued to press her tongue against his, unable to stop.
"Student... please... let me go," Sophia pleaded desperately.
"But Chairman, it's not that I won't let you go. It's just... you're the one who keeps moving," Roland pointed out, noting that their position had long since shifted from one on top of the other to a close embrace.
Throughout their encounter, it was Sophia who had been clinging to him tightly, moving wildly. He had merely been responding to her movements.
