Just as Petricia felt herself spiraling into the blissful void of a second climax, Mike suddenly slowed. He didn’t pull out, but he ceased the punishing rhythm, hovering at the very edge of her sensation.
He kept his massive cock buried deep within her, pulsing against her walls, but he stopped the thrusting, leaving her suspended in a state of agonizing, exquisite tension.
"E-ehh...? W-why did you stop...?" Petricia looked worried. "Please don’t stop and slow down... fuck hard... I love it..."
"Did I do sothing wrong that upset you, Mike...?"
"Not yet," Mike commanded, his voice a low, territorial growl.
He looked down at her, his eyes burning with a sadistic sort of pleasure. "I want to hear you beg for it."
"I want to hear you tell exactly why this is better than anything that pathetic man ever gave you."
Petricia let out a frustrated, whimpering groan, her hips twitching involuntarily as she tried to chase the friction he was withholding. "Mike... please... don’t do this... ahhh! It’s too much... please!"
"Tell ," he pressed, his hips giving a tiny, teasing twitch that sent a jolt of electricity through her. "Tell about it, or we’re not going to stop fucking today until you tell , you know?"
"You can cum all you want, but I can control my cum," Mike laughed. "How’s that, bitch?"
She gasped, her eyes rolling back as the sheer size of him seed to expand inside her. The frustration was driving her to madness, stripping away her last shred of restraint.
"It’s... it’s so big..." she sobbed, her voice a mixture of desperation and worship. "It’s so thick, Mike... it fills every single part of ..."
"Gerald... he was nothing... he was a ghost... but you... oh god, you’re so heavy, so real... your cock is like a goddamn anchor in my soul...!"
"It’s the only thing that makes feel like I’m not floating away... PLEASE! It’s better! It’s so much better! AAAAHHH!"
"YOURS FEELS BETTER THAN HIIISSS~!"
Mike let out a dark, triumphant laugh that vibrated against her chest. He loved the way she broke; he loved the way her dignity dissolved into pure, unadulterated worship of his masculinity.
"That’s my bitch," he whispered.
Without warning, he slamd back into her, thrusting with a depth so profound it felt as though he were trying to reach her very heart. The impact forced a ragged, soul-shaking scream from her lungs.
PLAPPPPPPPPPPP~!
As he drove forward, his powerful, muscular chest crashed against her massive, heaving tits, crushing them against his tanned skin. The sensation of his heat against her softness was overwhelming.
"OH! OHHHHHH! MIKE! YESSSS!" she shrieked, her hands flying up to wrap around his thick neck.
"SAY IT AGAIN LOUDER!" Mike shouted.
"AHHN~! Y-YOUR COCK~! HNNGH~! YOUR COCK FEELS WAY BETTER THAN MY HUSBAANNNDSSS’S!!!"
She pulled him down, her fingers tangling in his hair, desperate to close the distance between them. As he continued to hamr into her with a renewed, violent intensity, she wrapped her arms around his massive shoulders, pulling his heavy fra flush against her.
Their mouths collided in a desperate, hungry kiss. This wasn’t just a kiss; it was a collision.
Their tongues clashed and danced, a frantic, wet battle for dominance as they began to claim each other in return. She wasn’t just receiving him anymore; she was clinging to him, her body a vice around his, her tongue sweeping into his mouth as if she could swallow his very essence.
The room was filled with the sounds of their primal union: the wet slapping of skin, the rhythmic creak of the bed, and the unending, beautiful cacophony of her screams and his low, satisfied grunts. They were no longer just two people having sex; they were two forces of nature, colliding in the dark, claiming every inch of each other’s skin, soul, and breath.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
The tension in the room had reached a boiling point, a fever pitch of lust that seed to vibrate the very air. Petricia was completely unraveled, her mind a chaotic storm of pleasure and desperation.
As Mike’s thrusts beca more violent and unyielding, her body began to respond with an intensity she had never experienced.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
"CUM! OH GOD, MIKE, CUM! CUM INSIDE ! AAAAHHHH!" she scread, her voice cracking as her internal muscles began to spasm uncontrollably.
With every heavy lunge of his massive cock, her body gave way to a torrential release. She was squirting, a hot, rhythmic pulsing of fluid that drenched his tanned thighs and left his thick shaft glistening and drowned in her nectar.
SQUIRT~! SQUIRT~! SQUIRT~!
"UOGGHHNNNN~!" The slickness only served to make the friction more intense, a sliding, slapping symphony of pure carnal madness.
"Faster! Please, Mike, faster!" she wailed, her hips bucking wildly against him.
Mike, fueled by her madness and the sheer heat of her body, didn’t slow down; he accelerated. He beca a force of nature, his muscles rippling like corded steel as he drove into her with a predatory ferocity.
He grabbed her wrists, pinning them briefly before releasing them with a command that made her heart race. "If you want to cum then..."
"Slam the wall, Petricia!" he growled, his voice thick with the approaching climax. "Bang that damn wall with your hands!"
"Let the whole building know who owns you!" Mike laughed. "Tell you want it! Tell you want every fucking drop!!!"
Petricia reached out, her hands trembling as she gripped the edge of the headboard and the wall beside the bed. She began to slam her palms against the wall in ti with his thrusts, the thud, thud, thud of her hands punctuating her screams.
"I WANT IT! AHHHH! GIVE IT TO ! OH GOD, MIKE, PLEASE!"
"Wait—" she gasped, a montary flicker of her old, cautious self resurfacing as a particularly loud thud echoed through the room. "The neighbors... ahhh! Haruka... she’s right next door... she’ll hear! She’ll think... OHHH!"
"FUCK THAT! Let her HEAR YOUR MOANS!" Mike roared, his dominance absolute, his eyes wild. "Let her listen to how much better this is than her boring love life where her boyfriend is not with her in this country!!!"
"Don’t you dare stop! Slam it! SLAM IT IF YOU WANT TO MY SEN, YOU BITCH!" Mike said it with a loud voice, and his expression looked threatening.
The ntion of the neighbor, the fear of being heard, only served to heighten the thrill. Petricia abandoned all logic.
She slamd her hands against the wall with frantic, desperate strength, her body a vessel for pure, unadulterated noise.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
"FUCK THE NEIGHBORS! AAAAHHHH! CUM IN ! FILL UP, MIKE!" She screams louder with her eyes already rolling up to their limits. "GIVE EVERYTHING! OHHHH, GOD, YES! CUM IN NOW! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
The command seed to trigger sothing primal in him. Mike’s pace beca a blur of motion, his thrusts so deep and fast they were almost a singular, continuous impact.
He let out a guttural, animalistic roar, his entire body tensing into a rigid, powerful statue of muscle.
"HERE IT COS!" he bellowed.
He delivered a final, soul-shattering lunge, burying himself to the absolute hilt within her. Petricia’s eyes flew wide, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as she felt the first hot, thick jet of his sen erupt deep inside her.
PLAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!
It felt like a volcanic explosion, a heavy, pulsing flood that seed to go on forever.
SPLUUUUUUURRRRRTTTTTT~! SPLUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRTTTTTTT~!
He pumped into her with rhythmic, powerful contractions, filling her womb with a massive, overwhelming amount of hot sen. Petricia felt herself being flooded, the sheer volu of him stretching her even further, a warm, heavy sensation that made her feel completely, utterly claid.
SPLOOOSSHHH~!
"OHHHHHHHH! YESSSS! IT’S SO MUCH! AHHHHH! MIKE! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
"A COCK THAT DOESN’T BELONG TO MY HUSBAND IS CUMMING INSIDEEEEEEE~!"
She collapsed against the wall, her hands still trembling from the impact, her body convulsing in the aftershocks of a climax that felt like it would never end. She lay there, drowning in the heat of him, the heavy weight of his sen inside her serving as the ultimate, undeniable proof that the landlady was gone, and only the woman remained.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
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