Before Camelia knew it, he was staring her dead in the eyes.
Despite being positioned behind the bound Vel, despite his hands fondling her breasts, and despite his tongue slowly moving up her neck.
The female Ogre had been forced to throw her head back as she moaned, causing the back of her head to rest on Jason's shoulder while the side of it was against the pole.
'How… Did it end up like this?' Camelia thought with a gulp, finding herself unable to tell him to stop.
While it had been his idea and suggestion, the Catgirl had poured oil over it and encouraged him. Now, it seemed like she was the one about to lose.
Still, Camelia's body continued heating up.
Such actions performed on a slave were expected from a female. A female enjoying her male slave was expected, but for a male to enjoy his female slave to such a degree and in such a manner?
"Aaaahhh…!" Vel moaned as his fingers squeezed and lightly pulled on her perky nipples.
