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Yaguchi roughly yanked her skirt up and tore her panties aside. His thick, veiny cock — already rock-hard and leaking precum — slapped heavily against her inner thigh. Sayu spread her legs wider, letting him feel how wet she already was from sucking him.
He pulled her panties aside and rolled a condom down his thick, veiny length. The fat head pressed against her slick entrance, teasing for a moment before he began pushing in slowly. Sayu gasped as her tight pussy stretched around his impressive girth, the latex-covered cock sinking inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt with a wet, satisfying squelch.
"Ahhn... you're so thick... filling me completely..." she moaned, arching her back and making sure the sound would reach the door.
At first Yaguchi moved with deliberate, deep strokes, letting her adjust while the bed began to creak softly. Sayu rocked her hips in time with him, her remaining white sock sliding against the sheets.
She moaned louder with each thrust — "Mmh... yes... just like that..." — performing shamelessly for Yoshida. The wet, rhythmic schlick of his condom-covered cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy grew steadily louder.
Gradually his pace increased. He gripped her waist tighter and started fucking her harder, the bedframe now creaking steadily. Sayu wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper as her small tits bounced under her wrinkled shirt.
"Harder... fuck me harder!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the room. Her juices coated the condom, making every thrust noisier and messier.
Yaguchi flipped her onto all fours, mounting her from behind. He slammed into her with long, powerful strokes, her plump ass rippling with every impact. The headboard began banging rhythmically against the wall. Sayu pushed back eagerly, angling her hips so his cockhead repeatedly kissed her cervix. Clear girl-cum squirted around the condom with each deep plunge, soaking her thighs.
"Ahh! So deep... your cock is hitting so good... don't stop!" she moaned loudly, putting on a lewd show.
He then pulled out, spun her around, and sat on the edge of the bed, guiding her into reverse cowgirl. Sayu lowered herself onto his thick shaft again, gasping as she took him fully. She began bouncing with increasing speed, her ass clapping loudly against his thighs — pap! pap! pap! — while grinding her clit against him on every downward motion.
"Haah... haah... it's so big... stretching my pussy so much..." Her black-socked foot (she had quickly switched socks earlier) braced on the mattress as she rode him harder, her moans growing more desperate and theatrical. Yaguchi reached around to roughly rub her swollen clit, forcing her to squirt again in messy sprays.
The intensity kept building. The bed creaked violently under their frantic movements, the room thick with the scent of sex and sweat. Sayu clenched her inner walls rhythmically around his cock through the condom, milking him deliberately while crying out in exaggerated pleasure for the man listening outside.
Yaguchi, fueled by his own ego, took her vocalization as a sign of his prowess. He increased his pace, his breath hot and smelling of cheap cigarettes against her neck. The room was thick with the scent of their exertion, a sharp, cloying smell that coated the air. Every time his hips slammed against her, the headboard hammered against the wall with a rhythmic, thunderous groan that echoed through the house, a metallic taunt directed at the man listening on the other side.
Sayu didn't just endure his weight; she actively molded herself to it. She arched her back, tilting her hips at an aggressive angle, ensuring that every wet, slapping sound of their skin colliding was amplified. Her muscles clamped down on him, milking him with a deliberate, rhythmic squeeze that forced his pace to accelerate.
"Almost… there…" Yaguchi hissed, his rhythm becoming frantic.
He groaned, his eyes rolling back in a mask of primal, dim-witted pleasure, completely unaware that he was being harvested. Sayu wrapped her black-socked legs around his waist, squeezing with a strength that surprised him. As he shuddered, his head falling forward onto her shoulder, Sayu didn't hold him. She simply stared at the locked door, waiting for the "hero" to step back into her life.
With a guttural roar, Yaguchi buried himself to the hilt. His cock swelled inside the condom, pulsing violently as he unloaded a massive load. Thick jets of hot cum filled the rubber sleeve to bursting, the heavy condom ballooning inside her tight pussy with the sheer volume of his release. Sayu could feel the warmth and pressure of the expanding condom pressing against her inner walls, the condom stretching taut as it captured every spurt. She kept clenching and milking him rhythmically, drawing out every last drop into the latex barrier while moaning loudly for Yoshida's ears.
"…Mmh, ah, hah…"
Yaguchi looked triumphantly at Sayu's teary, flushed face after her climax. He didn't know how she did it, but she had successfully got rid of that man. Women were such simple things; show them a good time and they'd open their legs for anything.
He figured he'd just stay here. Hide out for a year or so. Free food, a place to sleep, and a woman to play with. It wasn't as free as his old life, but…
Click. The door unlocked.
Yoshida turned on the lights and held up his phone, already in recording mode. Coming from the bright living room, he didn't need to adjust his eyes to see the scene.
A strange young man was pinned on top of Sayu. He looked panicked, turning his head but squinting against the sudden light.
"Hehe~"
Sayu had a playful smile. Her legs, now clad in black over-the-knee socks, were locked around the man's waist, and she tilted her hips as if to actively milk him.
A thousand thoughts raced through Yaguchi's mind, and he decided to bolt. But Sayu's legs held him tight. Being on the verge of climax and then startled, his defenses crumbled. He began to ejaculate into Sayu right in front of Yoshida.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
Yoshida was moved as he recorded. Sayu was being finished in right in front of him, and she even gave him a secret "V" sign from an angle the other man couldn't see. This scene perfectly matched his fantasies, overwriting the blurry shadows of his past.
"D-Dammit!"
Yaguchi managed to pull out with a wet pop. Seeing the plan was a success, Sayu let him go. The bully scrambled off the bed, trying to flee.
"Hey, wait—"
Yoshida made a fake move to chase him but slipped on something slick and landed on his rear. Yaguchi didn't stop, crawling to the living room to grab his pants.
"Wait…"
Before Yoshida could finish, Yaguchi had grabbed his pants and shoes and bolted out the door. The speed was incredible for someone who had just finished.