Cynthia slowly pulls out of her ass, but immediately stuffs her hole with a buttplug so none of her cum flows back out. "Good girl. Keep my cum in there so everyone knows whose bitch you are..." Cynthia whispers in her ear, giving her ass a possessive squeeze. Her tail slowly slithers backwards out of Olivia's pussy, and she loosens the tentacles and ropes around her arms and legs, letting her flop facefirst onto the bed.