Elena lay on the couch, naked and breathing hard. Marcus’s cum was slowly leaking from her pussy onto the cushion. She felt dirty, used, and strangely alive all at once. Shame burned in her cheeks, but her body still tingled from the intense orgasm.Marcus stood up, pulling his pants back on. He looked down at her with dark, hungry eyes. The gentle landlord from before was fading. In his place was a man who knew he now owned something precious.“Get up,” he said, his voice low and commanding.Elena stood on shaky legs. Cum ran down her inner thighs. She tried to cover herself, but Marcus gently moved her hands away.“Don’t hide from me,” he said. “From now on, when we’re alone, you’re mine to look at.”He walked around her slowly, admiring her body like he was inspecting something he had just bought. His hand trailed over her ass, squeezed one breast, then brushed between her legs, feeling his own cum still dripping from her.“You took my cock so well,” he murmured. “But we’re just ge
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