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He opened both fingers, like a pair of scissors, reaching out as best he could. He operated from memory, as this was no different than grooming a woman. Only it was totally different. His chest heaved, his lungs pounding in his chest.

Fuck, why was it so hard? He inserted his third finger into joining the others, and nearly bit his bleeding lip in an attempt to silence the noises that were fighting up his throat. The Gha - He whistled.

Inside. Outside. Inside. Outside. Inside. Outside. He pumped those three fingers into himself until his arm began to grow numb, and that tightness began to blossom under his care. She could feel herself relaxing, the pain lessening, and it was a welcome change of pace. Just as he was falling into a disjointed rhythm, he hit something, something far away and good -

Stars, many stars waves of light blinded him behind his eyes he saw what a supernova was behind his eyes. He couldn't swallow the needy cry bubbling up. His arm curled under him, and he slid forward.

His length was tingling and sparks were traveling up his spine and his toes were fucking. Tsuki Miki had never felt this, anything like it, in all of their sexual encounters.

- This is enough. - Said one of the men around him and Huang Di he approached and said low and hoarse, and Tsuki Miki could detect the slightly heavier tone of his breathing. His alter ego bristled, watching, waiting for a chance.

Where Tsuki Miki was fine with that, because the anger he clung to so fiercely was starting to wane. He didn't know what he would do if she left him completely. - You are, uh... Incredibly erotic Tsuki Mikiy . You put - heh - One hell of a show - Huang Di spoke positively with hunger and desire.

- Why don't you turn to me, beautiful. - Tsuki Miki snorted in affection, but on the other hand he obeyed. With a ragged sigh, he pushed himself back to his legs trying to get up. It was with a great deal of caution and reluctance that he turned to face the Chinese mobster, his clenched jaw pressed against the floor.

His lover and masters were resting one leg lazily bent and the other stretched out, and just as naked as the day he was born or raised, because he was too inhuman to be real. A mischievous smile crossed his face in a long, scarlet wave. His sex swelled into a long, thick cock.

What Tsuki Miki noticed with a hot, red-cheeked look and expression he felt embarrassed was longer and thicker than his own. It was shiny and rosy, the veins standing out proudly against the slender column of flesh. A drop of pearl essence took shape at the tip, and Tsuki Miki was pressed hard to take his eyes away.

"You..." He licked his lips. -... Like what do you see Tsuki Mikiy ? He's standing at attention for you. - Tsuki Miki promptly pulled out of any spell entangled with him.

- Come here. - It was a simple command, which didn't allow room for discussion, and still Tsuki Miki struggled to comply. He was close to frozen with fear. - Now, Tsuki Miki. He flinched, but forced himself into action.

He moved closer, his insides a mixture of nausea and cold fear and that rage and mad pleasure a mixture of sensations, something hot rising and spreading through his body. He managed to scrape together his final shreds of dignity, and they closed their eyes with the madman. A jolt of electricity seemed to crackle between them.

Huang Di whose hands held her waist down to her hips, and pulled. He was pulled quickly against one hip down her thighs and groin bulging the large hard cock, its contours coming together with an audible "pop."

His ass spread his thighs and buttocks parted and he was taking rubbing their bodies and the slope of Huang Di's thighs and their cocks were nestled together in the tight gorge between them. He moaned softly, and it seemed to excite him even more. Huang Di looked with hunger and desire and said in a thick voice. - Oh Fuck... you like being bossed around... you like being forced... not even Tsuki Mikiy . You really know how to turn a man's crank, if you know what I mean." The mean words caused her face to bloom with color.

- No, I don't know what you mean. - He bit off.

Hands were grabbing and squeezing it, spreading it apart and slipping inside - Ah! Huang Di... Oh... No... ! Nngh , no-! - Tsuki Miki could only bite the inside of his cheek and hang for his life.

Huang Di explored her insides with curious traits and ground her hips together. The double friction sensations they kept rubbing and stirring. They were sinners. It felt harder if he wasn't already strong enough to break rocks.

Then he saw the other men approaching were equally naked and statuesque their long, thick cocks being pumped they moaned and uninvited they groped her body pinching and squeezing her buttocks and squeezing and biting her shoulders.

Then, uninvited either of them put their fingers inside her the pain and the moans they watched and bit her lips licking and licking moaning as they pumped their cocks

Shame, pleasure and the scent of sex mixed with the disgust washed over him, and Tsuki Miki wanted to scream his inner turmoil. He knew he just wanted to add more fuel to the proverbial fire of any of them taking advantage of them.

In which he did it for his teachings, his future plans, his power and his investigative ability, for all that was sacred, and then rubbing his hard cocks into her back in a fleeting ménage. - Don't hold back, Tsuki Miki. It's no use trying. - And somehow, that was a promise.

Those skillful fingers came out of him, and he was being transferred. Tsuki Miki took a deep breath when he felt a long, thick hard cock pushing between his enlarged hole and it flushed from his cheeks. It was the single scariest moment of his entire adult life.

He tensed, his heart almost stopping. - There's something I need you to do for me. - Tsuki Miki could hear him smiling. His voice trembled in his throat, but he forced the question out. - What? - He breathed roughly.

"I want..." He left the stretch of silence for a moment. -To ride me, Tsuki Miki. His voice was low and sharp and demanded action. – Slow and slow pushing and pulling. He punctuated each word with a small thrust.

Tsuki Miki closed his eyes. His bat was eerily silent, but he could feel the potent mixture of hate and the promise of revenge, beer, sex, and pleasure, just under his skin. He heated up, at what he did, screamed at him, and he wanted nothing more than to set him free.

He couldn't, he wouldn't. He was going to play the twisted game of these men who were going to take him fuck his ass destroy his brains and eat him like there was no tomorrow he was going to be fucked hard in many ways and ways, he deserved that much at least. "I... I never..." He gritted his teeth, mortification whipping through him.

Boom – Heard a chorus in collective satisfaction. - A moan of satisfaction and elegance one of them laughed. - Don't worry your pretty face. I will teach you everything you need to have experience in both sex arts and body art.

He felt that barely press against him, and it was as if his whole world was falling apart. He was doing this, he was allowing this to happen. - Now you just have to... - He was suddenly being punched, and oh, fuck it hurt.

-... ease down, just like that. Huang Di was whispering in her ear with tangible sweetness, while other of the men groped her nipples pinched her thighs and sucked her neck and everyone slapped her buttocks and rubbed their cocks on her body, her stomach churning.

Tsuki Miki couldn't swallow the litany of broken sounds, but he didn't stop. He slowly sank, and the burn intensified with every inch he breached. - That's it, Tsuki Mikiy . You, uh... sure you haven't done this before? - Huang Di moaned his long and wide cock entering each ring of muscle each part of him sinking into her inside and entering.

Tsuki Miki was about to growl an answer, but the Chinese rapist was pushing, and God! It was wild and unexpected. - Ahn ... Ah... Fuck... my god - Tsuki Miki bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, Huang Di was instantly there to put it. - Oh, Tsuki Mikiy . The velvet tip of his tongue traced the lines of his face.

- You are... much more than I could have expected. Hot kisses and licks, kisses and an open mouth invading her mouth, biting and panting, were pressed to her throat. - It's like you were made... just for me.

His face was pulled and tongues and mouths kissing and claiming his mouth and each mouth drinking of his saliva.

Tsuki Miki wanted to sniff, only he couldn't. I felt like I was split in half by something steel and mammoth-sized. He squirmed in Huang Di's lap. 'And now you just need to...' with her hands meeting each other up around her hips. -... Move. - And they were moving.

He was being lifted, the Chinese's bombastic need slipping from him with relative ease. Just as the feeling of fullness began to subside, he was sinking down. - Oh, nnngh ! Tsuki Miki took a shaky breath, gripping Huang Di's broad, bare shoulders hard enough to make his fingers ghost.

- How about... Pick up the pace, hm? - That was his only warning. Tsuki Miki gasped a curse as he was about and suddenly jumped.

That spot on him was shaken, and he was seeing stars. Tsuki Miki didn't have time to catch his breath, to wrap his mind around the fire licking through him before it happened again. – Hu... Huang Di... By... – Beat after beat. – He pranced and jumped in and out in and out.

"Please... Please... Stop... Stop... Oh... God... Stop..." He pulled out of him, his hole puckered and his hips, his back arching. His body was betraying him, giving himself to the Chinese was nothing to be done. It's not a thing there wasn't a choice the ups and downs were intense, constant and feral, fucking in and out.

He hits and turns hands all over his body helping to lift and push, lowering and lifting he was pressed and pushed in a constant back and forth motion.

Huang Di burst out laughing at the wonderful, decadent reactions he was getting from his Tsuki Miki. Your bat. He gave a particularly brutal thrust, and delighted in the high-pitched scream that was given to him. - Stop? Now, why would I want to do something like that? - He threaded his fingers through the curls of her hair, taking a handful and plucking