For the first time in a while, I used magic to peek into Medea's thoughts.
I hadn't needed to since the women around me had become so open, but I felt today's Medea would be different.
[I want to cum… I just lightly came, but… I want it stronger…♥]
[I can feel the size and shape of his cock through my pussy, and it's driving me crazy…]
[Just rubbing my pussy feels so good… I should stop…But I can't stop because I want more…♥]
As expected from her pleasure- and conflict-ridden face, she was deeply torn inside.
She was clearly hooked on the cock and pseudo-sex.
But she was holding back with sheer willpower, thinking it wasn't right.
Her body was already desperate for greater pleasure, unable to contain itself.
Her panties, soaked beyond dripping, showed just how much she was feeling and craving pleasure.
'Let's see if I can take it up a notch.'
I gently rocked my hips while holding Medea.
"Ahhh…! W-What are you…♥"
"How's it feel? Doesn't it feel better rubbing like this?"
