As she turned to leave, he smirked a bit to himself before fixing his face to look remorseful, "Lina...oh, lieben, no, I'm sorry...that was hurtful, come back...you were so good to me, I shouldn't have been selfish..."
She turned back, hope in her dull eyes. “A-Are you sure..?” She asked. He could see the puddle on the floor. Now she would be under his spell in more than just literal means. Now she was far easier to mold to his liking.
She was quite wet; just from sucking him off? He barely remembered when his old body reacted the same. He helped her up and held her, kissing her breast slowly as she got comfortable.
She moaned softly as she slowly ground against him, her drenched heat making contact with his cock. Her breasts were massive, had they gotten bigger? Was that his doing or had she put on weight due to her lack of training? He didn’t truly care.
She shuddered and he felt her get wetter, somehow. If he could just finish working on her mind, she’d be perfect. She ground a little harder, her hands hesitantly moving to play with his hair.
She nodded quickly and moved to slide down over his cock, gasping at how much it stretched her. “S..Scheisse..~” she let out, sinking barely past the tip. She was hot, and wet, and so damn tight that it took quite a toll on his patience.
She was struggling to keep herself in check. She was certain he would be mortified if he saw how badly she craved him physically. But it was a battle she was quickly losing.
She snapped. The thought of making him wait was simply too much. She slammed down hard and cried his name out as she climaxed as soon as she reached the base.