He increased the pace, his hips slamming against her with the sound of colliding thunder.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"You’re not his woman," Mike grunted, his voice becoming more aggressive. "You’re a fucking slut and the only thing you’ll be loyal to from now on is the feeling of my cock filling you up!"
"You belong to , Haruka, and... your body already knows it."
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Haruka’s scream was drowned out by the sound of their bodies colliding, her mind going completely blank as the pleasure and the pain fused into one singular, overwhelming reality.
She could no longer think, no longer fight; there was only the feeling of Mike, his massive size, and the inevitable, crushing weight of his ownership.
The tempo in the room shifted from a heavy grind to a frantic, violent blur of motion. Mike was reaching his limit, the friction and the incredible tightness of Haruka’s walls driving him toward a volcanic eruption.
He wasn’t just fucking her anymore; he was trying to hamr his essence into her very soul.
"Here it cos!" Mike roared, his voice a primal beast’s growl.
He reached down, his massive hands digging deep into the flesh of her buttocks, squeezing her ass so hard his fingers left red welts. He used the grip to anchor her, pulling her hips up to et his punishing, lightning-quick thrusts.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"AAAAAAHHHHHH! MIKE! OH GOD! AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Haruka was completely lost. Her screams were continuous, a high-pitched, lodic madness as her body underwent a series of violent, consecutive orgasms. She was no longer a person; she was a nerve ending, vibrating under the onslaught of his power.
Then, it happened. With a final, bone-jarring lunge that felt like it hit her very core, Mike let out a guttural, soul-shaking groan.
"I’M GOING TO FILL YOU UP, BABYYYY~!" He buried himself as deep as humanly possible, his massive cock pulsing like a living creature as he unleashed a torrential flood of sen.
SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! IT’S... IT’S SO MUCH! MMMM... AHHHHHH!" Haruka scread, her eyes bulging, her voice cracking. "IT’S HOT! IT’S SO THICK! MY WOMB... IT FEELS LIKE IT’S BURSTING!"
"IT’S TOO FULL! MIKE, IT’S TOO MUCH! AAAAAHHHHH!"
She could feel a massive, scalding, heavy volu of sen surging deep inside her, filling her womb with a pressure so intense it felt like she was being inflated from the inside out. It was a thick, viscous tide that seed to have no end, a hot weight that made her stomach feel heavy and distended.
But Mike wasn’t done. He wasn’t going to let her have a single second of relief.
"You think you’re full?" Mike laughed, a dark, triumphant sound as he felt his cock still twitching deep inside her. "You haven’t seen anything yet, you little slut!"
Instead of pulling out, he reached forward, grabbing both of her wrists. He pulled her arms back behind her, arching her spine even more aggressively, forcing her body into a position of total, helpless exposure. He began to pump his hips in short, violent, shallow bursts, milking his own cock even as it continued to erupt.
SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!
"NGHHH! AHH! AHH! AHH! PLEASE! NO MORE! AAAAAHHHHHH!" Haruka wailed, her head thrashing as the sensation of being continuously filled pushed her past the brink of sanity.
As he continued to pump, the sheer volu of the load beca too much for her body to contain. The pressure in her womb and her vaginal canal reached a breaking point.
With a series of wet, heavy spurts, the remaining sen began to burst out of her, overflowing from her stretched entrance and cascading down her thighs in thick, creamy rivers.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!" she shrieked one last ti, her body going limp as a final, massive orgasm wracked her fra.
Mike looked down at the ss, watching the white liquid spray out of her as if she were a broken fountain. He let out a loud, boisterous laugh, his eyes gleaming with pure, unadulterated dominance.
"Look at that!" he shouted, gesturing to the overflowing ss. "Look at how much of is inside you!"
"You’re fucking overflowing with !"
He leaned down, his face inches from her exhausted, tear-streaked face, his grin wide and evil. "And rember this, Haruka... even when you’re trying to be ’clean,’ even when you’re trying to forget... you’ll still have the taste of in your mouth and the weight of my seed in your gut!"
"You’re fucking marked!"
Mike sat back on his haunches for a brief mont, watching the thick, creamy mixture of his sen and Haruka’s translucent pussy juice drip from her swollen entrance and coat her thighs. He reached down, dipping a finger into the ss and bringing it to his lips with a predatory grin.
"God, look at this," he chuckled, his voice low and gravelly. "The way my seed mixes with your juices... it’s fucking perfect."
"No artificial lube, no bullshit..."
"Just the raw, natural heat of a woman being absolutely wrecked by a real man," Mike exhaled. "This is how it’s supposed to be!"
"Skin on skin, heat on heat. It feels so much better when it’s ssy, doesn’t it?"
Haruka could only let out a weak, broken moan in response. She was trembling, her muscles twitching uncontrollably from the sheer sensory overload.
She felt heavy, bloated, and utterly conquered.
But Mike wasn’t a man of moderation. Seeing her in such a state of delicious ruin only stoked his hunger for more.
He didn’t care that she was spent; he didn’t care that she was weeping. He wanted to drain every last drop of pleasure from her body.
He lunged forward again, grabbing her hips and beginning a new, relentless assault. The pace had changed; it was now not only fast but also heavy and grinding, designed to agitate the large volu of fluid already inside her.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"AAAAAAHHHH! NO! MIKE, PLEASE! STOP! AHHHH!" Haruka wailed, her voice a ragged ss of pleas. "I CAN’T... THERE’S NO MORE ROOM! PLEASE, IT HURTS... IT FEELS TOO GOOD... AAAAAHHHH!"
"Shut up! You’ll take every bit of it!" Mike commanded, his thrusts becoming even more violent. "I’m not stopping until my balls are completely empty!"
"You’re going to take every single drop, you hear ?!"
"You’re going to be my fucking reservoir!"
He pounded into her with a ferocity that seed superhuman. Each impact sent a spray of the mixed fluids flying, the sound of his heavy, aty thrusts filling the room like a drumbeat of war.
He was a machine of pure lust, driven by the singular goal of emptying himself completely into her.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"AAAAAAHHHHHH! MMMM... NNNGH... AAAAAHHHHHH!"
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of punishing lunge after lunge, Mike let out a final, earth-shaking roar. His entire body went rigid, his muscles bulging as he delivered a final, massive series of deep, pulsing thrusts.
He felt the last of his essence erupting, a final, hot surge that seed to fill her to the very brim of her womb.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
SPLUUUUUUUUUUUUURT~!
He collapsed onto her, his heavy chest heaving, his sweat soaking into her skin. For a long ti, the only sound in the room was their ragged, synchronized breathing.
Haruka lay there, staring blankly at the ceiling, her eyes glazed and unfocused. Her body felt... wrong. Not in a negative way, but in a way that defied logic.
"Mike..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, trembling with a strange, dazed sensation. "My body... it feels so strange..."
Mike lifted his head, looking down at her with a smug, satisfied expression. "What is it, baby? You feeling the love?"
"It’s... it’s so hot down there," she whimpered, a tear escaping her eye. "It feels like... like it’s lting..."
"Like the inside of is turning into liquid..."
"Everything is so warm... so heavy... it feels like I’m lting from the inside out..."
Mike just laughed, a deep, triumphant sound that echoed in the quiet room. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, his eyes burning with a dark, possessive pride.
"That’s because you are, Haruka," he whispered. "You’re lting under ..."
"And once you’ve lted, you’ll never be able to hold a shape without again."
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