Full steam ahead

In a moment, Olga entangled herself from Samson's embrace and stood up.

"You make me naughty," she told him.

"You want to be naughty," Samson told her right back.

"Da," was all she said.

Quickly shedding the lingerie which had been the only barrier between them, she grabbed a glass of wine and looked at him seductively in the mirror.

Jackpot.

Her massive orbs defied gravity, protruding from her chest like watermelons, though their bounce told him they were real. Samson got plenty of chances to see them bounce as the two of them explored each other's bodies and the ways in which they could entwine them. The image of her tits bouncing as she dropped herself onto his dick etched itself into his retinas as it happened.

Olga was a mortal creature, however, and after an hour of fun, she insisted that she was too tired to continue, though she immediately began masturbating after Samson pulled out. Samson wasn't going to argue with her, and truth be told he was wearing down himself. Without a boost of demon magic, he could probably not last much longer, and he still needed an exit plan. Stealing one last look at her gorgeous orbs bouncing as she came yet again, Samson redressed and headed for the door.