Backstage Relaxation

[MR. Q]

After watching Kyra's incredible reaction to his thrusts, Ivan pulled out and laid her back upon the cool surface of the bench. Positioning himself between her spread legs, he nudged them further apart to give himself unfettered access.

"Not done yet, baby," Ivan growled, settling himself over her and guiding the engorged head of his cock to her slick entrance. He pushed forward slowly, letting the broad tip stretch her opening as he filled her inch by glorious inch.

Sinking deep within her heat, Ivan paused, reveling in the feeling of complete unity. "That's it... so fucking perfect."

Rocking his hips ever so slightly, Ivan started to move, his heavy sac slapping softly against Kyra's buttocks as he picked up a languid, almost lazy rhythm designed to drive her crazy with desire.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra swallowed hard as he laid her out on the bench, and looked up to her temporary owner. As Ivan didn't grant her not much of a pause Kyra couldn't do anything but moan under Ivans steady pace. She shivered and wrapped her arms around Ivans shoulders and her legs around Ivans hips. The young blonde arched her back slightly to adjust Ivans angle while he continued to take her body.*

[MR. Q]

Feeling Kyra's arms encircle his shoulders and her legs wrap snugly around his waist, Ivan grew even more attuned to her responses. Every subtle shift in her body and the delicate gasps escaping her lips only stoked the fire burning within him.

"Sooo good, just like this," Ivan groaned, his pace gradually picking up speed as he sought to find that magical sweet spot inside her once more.

He shifted slightly, angling his thrusts to target that sensitive bundle of nerves directly. The change had an immediate effect; Kyra's moans grew louder and more desperate as her body responded eagerly to his ministrations.

Ivan's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he felt her clasp around him, the slick folds of her cunt milking his cock for every drop of precum. His hips snapped forward with increased vigor, chasing his impending climax alongside hers.

[KyraAgmento]

"Yes i do."
*she answered between two moans as he picked up speed and aimed for his next climax. Kyra arched her back and shivered as her womanhood reacted to Ivans thrusts while her left had took her right hand and held it tight while her tight and wet womanhood smacked with every thrust. She shivered and bite her lower lip again while Ivan punded her silent lips with his big manhood. Till he filled her with his juice again and made her climax for the third time.*

[MR. Q]

As Kyra's moans grew louder and more frequent, Ivan's hands roamed down her body, finding purchase on the supple mounds of her breasts. He palmed them roughly, kneading the soft flesh as he continued to piston into her welcoming heat.

"Fucking hell, look at you," Ivan grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. "So responsive, so perfect for my cock."

He tweaked her nipples, rolling the sensitive buds between his fingers as he thrust deeper, seeking to hit that sweet spot within her that would push her over the edge once more.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra moaned and arched her back presenting her breasts for Ivans hands. She shivered as he forced another climax out of her exhausted body while he teased and praised her body. The young blonde squirmed and her body spasmed as he groped and pounded her while her womanhood spasmed around Ivan's manhood milking it with its contractions.*

[MR. Q]

Reaching his peak, Ivan's entire body tensed as he exploded within Kyra's convulsing channel. His hot seed pumped deep inside her, painting her womb with his essence as he grunted through the intense orgasm.

Breathing heavily, Ivan collapsed atop her, his weight pressing her into the bench as he rode out the aftershocks. After a moment, he carefully withdrew, his softening member leaving a trail of sticky fluids on her thigh.

Withdrawing completely, Ivan positioned himself above Kyra, his gaze fixated on her flushed face and heaving chest. He stroked himself back to full mast, aiming for her eager flesh.

"Catch," Ivan commanded, unleashing a torrent of semen onto Kyra's upturned face, coating her features in his release. Some strands landed on her pert breasts, while others dripped down her stomach, forming a sticky pool on her pale skin.

[KyraAgmento]

*Kyra moaned as Ivan pulled his manhood out of her body after he had thoroughly enjoyed and claimed Kyra. The young German laid outstretched and exhausted on the bench her legs were spread and her glittering womanhood laid open so Ivan could enjoy the view as pleased, her breasts heaved under her breath as Kyra tried to recover from her climaxes. The whole body of the young woman was covered in sweat.*

"Oh? What? "

*She whispered and then quick closed her eyes to avoid getting Ivan's juice into them as he sprinkled it all over his rightful property. *

[MR. Q]

Finished decorating Kyra's flawless face and upper torso with the remainder of his creamy load, Ivan sat back, admiring the sight he'd created. Satisfied, he reached over, wiping some excess semen from Kyra's lips with a thumb before tracing a line along the curve of her cheek.

"Well, that settles it. My personal property, marked as such," Ivan stated matter-of-factly, gesturing towards his artwork. "Now let's get you cleaned up." He cradled Kyra, carrying her like a princess as he walked towards the showers.

[KyraAgmento]

*The young german nodded shyly as Ivan stated that she was for the next two days his property.*

"Yes"

*Kyra leaned her head against Ivan's shoulder as he carried her over to the showers, the young blonde closed her eyes and calmed slowly down from the pounding she got while they encountered the tiled room. Kyra sighed quietly enjoying the warmth of Ivans arms as he held her and then looked around.*