>>5753755At this point, the captor was gritting his teeth with every thrust. He knew that he didn't have much time left before he came, but he didn't want it to end just yet. He thought he'd be able to keep going the whole night—that not even Haachama's ass could match the death-grip he used when masturbating—yet despite his expectations, it was more than tight enough. The feeling was incredible. It took all his willpower to force his semen back.
Meanwhile, Haachama had given up on controlling herself. She accepted that this man was going to use her. She was grinning in euphoria, moaning like a wild animal, drooling without even realizing it, and occasionally fingering herself so she'd feel even better. There came a point that one of her managers called, but she didn't even notice. While she laid there broken, her captor simply took the phone out of her skirt pocket, and, struggling to keep up, answered the call without saying a word. The furious Japanese shouting that quickly ensued as the phone was put back down on the mattress next to Haachama could barely be heard over the chorus of claps, slaps, screams and moans that rang out as she had sex with a man she barely knew in the middle of a dead stream.
"Haachama!" the man grunted, as he slapped her ass once more and picked up the pace. "Fuck, I'm..! HNGH!"
The last thrust was the hardest. It sent the phone sliding off the mattress and onto the floor nearby, and made Haachama squeal loudly and writhe in place as her captor's semen flooded her ass, coming out from in a great load that spilled out onto the floor from how much there was. His breathing was unsteady as he slowly slipped his dick out of her and pushed himself off her body, rolling to his side drenched in sweat. Haachama laid there in a similar state, almost unable to move save for a few quivers and squirms as the warm, sticky fluid slowly leaked out.
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