Chapter 112: Flowers Blooming in the Back Garden
Kisara collapsed onto the ground. It took a long while before she slowly pushed herself up, her head resting weakly against the nearby wall. Her long, beautiful legs folded powerlessly together, and between them, her ravaged slit kept leaking thick white cum mixed with virgin blood. She reached for the scattered pieces of her martial arts uniform on the ground, clutching them to her completely naked body while gasping for air. "Uuu… uuu…" Soft sobs escaped her as tears streamed down endlessly.
A huge amount of semen continued pouring out from inside her, her whole body still basking in the lingering heat of what had just happened. Tears dripped onto her face, trailed down her neck, slid over her now-deformed, swollen breasts that had been roughly manhandled, and finally fell silently to the ground, quickly forming a small puddle.
Seeing Kisara's ravaged, lewdly flushed body and her tear-streaked, flower-like face, Takumi felt a powerful surge of sadistic lust ignite inside him again. His cock swelled dramatically once more.
In a flash, he grabbed a fistful of her silky hair and yanked her beautiful head sharply backward. Her lovely, adorable face instantly twisted with a conflicting mix of humiliation and unwilling excitement. Takumi ran his hand over the soft, pink skin of her large, pale ass, savoring the unique feminine fragrance and silky smoothness. Kisara twisted and struggled, trying to shake him off—until that rock-hard, scorching rod suddenly speared straight into her tender back entrance, piercing right at the center of her perfect full-moon buttocks.
"Ah! So tight…" Takumi couldn't help but groan in admiration. Without any mercy, he began thrusting furiously into Kisara's rear once again.
"Ah… you bastard… ah… get out… uuu… you damn bastard… even my ass… you won't leave it alone… ah… it hurts… ahhh…"
Kisara crawled forward on her hands and knees, wiggling her hips desperately as if trying to escape the invasion. But every time she managed to inch forward twice, Takumi gripped her slender hips and dragged her right back. Her futile resistance only fueled his desire even more.
After several rounds of this tug-of-war, the girl finally gave up and collapsed face-down on the ground, her plump, tender ass raised high. Her body went limp like a boneless doll as she endured yet another wave of his assault. Takumi's thick cock plunged in and out with wet, obscene squelches, chasing the ultimate pleasure deep inside her anus. The beautiful girl's small mouth hung slightly open, her face flushed with unwilling allure, her sharp brows furrowed in pained resentment yet tinged with a trace of shameful excitement. She was already teetering on the edge of unconsciousness.
The honest reactions of her body only deepened the storm of humiliation and twisted ecstasy in her heart. Wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure crashed against her mind, leaving her unsure where she even was anymore. That thick, rigid heat filling her back passage made her crave—against all reason—for him to keep piercing her completely with that burning, iron-hard cock.
Right now, Kisara's round, plump ass and her swollen, dripping pussy were fully exposed to Takumi's greedy eyes. He could no longer hold back from the sight. Both hands seized her tiny, wasp-like waist, and like a pile driver, his cock hammered relentlessly into the tight, bulging hole.
Kisara felt as though the delicate skin of her anus had been torn open, yet strangely, an inexplicable pleasure bloomed from the pain. The fiery friction left no gap at all between them. Slowly, helplessly, she began to moan out loud.
"Please… harder… it feels too good… ah… ah… harder… hurry… ah… so good… faster… uuu… please… just a little more strength…"
Her moans grew louder and louder. Her plump ass swayed left and right as if trying to throw off the violent pistoning—but the harder she twisted, the more ferociously he attacked in response.
"Ah… ah… ah… it feels amazing… aaaaah… uuu… big-cock Aniki… I'm flying… ahhh…"
Takumi could no longer hold back the erupting passion inside him. He yanked Kisara's voluptuous body backward, suspending her entire frame against his chest. Hands gripping the undersides of her thighs, he slammed upward like a jackhammer, pounding straight to the deepest part of her rectum over and over until her tiny back hole was red, swollen, and stretched to its absolute limit. The scorching rod filled her completely, leaving not a single millimeter of empty space.
"Nn… nn… nnn…"
Kisara let out mindless, rhythmic whimpers. Takumi could clearly feel her tight rectal walls clamping down on his shaft. Every thrust ground hotly against her sensitive inner flesh, drawing out those sweet "nnn… nnn…" moans from the beauty. To him, it was the most enchanting music imaginable. Damn, her back passage was so long… so impossibly tight…
He looked down at his own thick, dark cock sliding in and out of the tiny, delicate pink ring nestled between those round, snowy-white cheeks. This seductive, curvaceous girl could do nothing but desperately receive him. It felt way too good—pure bliss!
Takumi thrust harder and faster, again and again, reveling in the way her narrow channel squeezed him.
Finally, the beautiful Kisara could no longer hold back and cried out loudly: "Aaaah… ahhh… aaaah… my ass feels so good I'm gonna die… I'm flying… you bastard… aaaah… please… just fuck me to death already… ahhh…"
"Haha, Kisara, your little slutty chrysanthemum can't take it anymore, huh? Beg me. Beg properly, and I'll shoot it all inside your naughty back hole," Takumi commanded smugly. His cock only grew more excited, pistoning with savage speed.
His right hand came down hard on her pale ass—SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Red handprints bloomed across the white flesh. The lewd sound only made him hornier as he savored this rare prize of a woman. "Ah… ah…"
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