Allen didn't stop.
Couldn't stop.
Fina was a writhing, moaning mess beneath him, her claws scraping wild spirals into the chalky circle as his cock jackhammered her twitching cunt.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Each brutal thrust sent wet claps echoing through the clearing, loud enough to make the mermaids flinch. Her ass bounced with each impact, slick and glistening from the flood of arousal pouring out of her.
The circle pulsed beneath them.
Fzzzzzzzt—VRMMM—KRAK!
The glowing runes sparked like they were overheating, flaring in bursts every time Allen bottomed out, balls slapping her soaked folds with a fat, smack-plap.
"Y-you're—hhhaaah!—you're gonna break me," Fina gasped, drool spilling from her tongue-lolled mouth.
Allen grabbed a fistful of her silver hair and yanked her head back, grinning like a demon. "That's the idea."
He pounded harder—THRUST-THRUST-THRUST—and the sound of her squelching pussy grew disgustingly loud, echoing off the copper tank like applause in a cavern.
