Only after Circe squirt did Karl release the hand that had been tormenting her pussy.
At the same time, he undid the magic binding her.
Circe's body collapsed onto the bed with a thud. Her body, still trembling from the electrifying climax, continued to squirt liquid.
'This is absolutely insane...♥'
Circe wore a dazed expression, her eyes glazed with ecstasy.
Tears streamed down her beautiful eyes.
Not tears of sadness or pain.
They were the kind of tears a woman sheds uncontrollably when overwhelmed by intense pleasure.
"Haa... Haa…"
Her ragged breathing was far from normal.
Having pushed her body to its limits to endure the pleasure, her muscles now refused to respond.
Being bound and forcibly taken was a play Circe always enjoyed.
But being pushed to the extreme like this left her utterly drained.
Her entire body was drenched in sweat.
Her pussy was so slick with her juices it could've been coated.
"Uuungh...♥"
Karl approached and gently caressed Circe's hips.
