The sunrise painted the old dock in strokes of molten gold, turning the cum-streaked bodies of the five lovers into living sculptures of defiance and lust.Jenna stood at the center of their tight circle, naked, thighs shining with Dean’s release, breasts marked with Alex’s drying cum. Her collar and the four others pulsed once in soft, synchronized amber before settling into a calm, steady glow. Lila was gone, dragged away, zip-tied and snarling, but the victory tasted bittersweet on Jenna’s tongue. She could still feel the ghost of that vibrating pain in her throat, the way every heartbeat had been linked and weaponized against them. Dean cupped her face with both hands, thumbs stroking her cheekbones. His cock, still heavy and slick, brushed her stomach as he pulled her close. “We won this round, pet,” he murmured, voice rough with pride and lingering dominance. “Now we celebrate the only way we know how.” Lily pressed against Jenna’s back, her smaller breasts soft and warm,
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