She should've stayed home.
Her thighs were sore. Her pussy still ached.
Every step made his cum squish between her legs and drip down her calves.
But Ayaka couldn't help it.
She showed up again.
Wearing a long skirt to hide her limp, cheeks burning, belly still tender.
She rang the doorbell with shaking fingers.
Kenzou opened the door shirtless, eyes half-lidded with a lazy smirk.
"…You're walking like I fucked the bones out of you."
She looked up, flushed and trembling.
"I-I need more…"
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He stepped aside.
She stepped in.
Clothes hit the floor faster than words.
Ayaka got on her knees, spreading her legs wide and leaning back.
Her pussy was already wet. Gaping slightly from the last night.
Cum stains still marked her inner thighs.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you," she said softly.
"Even walking hurt… but I got wet again on the way over."
Kenzou chuckled darkly, stroking his cock.
"You're getting addicted to my dick."
"I think… I already am."
---
He grabbed her and pulled her into his lap, guiding her pussy down on his shaft.
"Then sit and take it, slut."
Ayaka moaned as she sank down, her abused cunt still sensitive, yet hungry.
"Fuuuck—y-you're stretching me again…"
"You came back to be filled again, right?"
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Her hips moved on instinct now.
She rode him slowly, her ass slapping down wetly, cum from the last round already bubbling out.
Her moans were cracked, raw.
"F-fill me again… break me again…"
"You're damn near ruined already," he grunted.
He flipped her — bending her over the couch.
Held her hips.
And rammed into her with a brutal thrust.
"AHH—Kenzou-san—!"
Her body jolted.
Her pussy squirted again.
---
He fucked her harder this time.
Not to tease. Not to warm up.
To dominate. To make her collapse.
Slap after slap echoed through the house.
Her body went limp under him, drooling from both ends.
"Cum again," he growled.
"I—I can't—!"
"Then take mine."
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He slammed in and spilled another sticky creampie, thick jets pumping straight into her sloppy, overstretched womb.
Ayaka twitched and let out a silent scream.
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Afterward, she didn't move.
Just laid there—gaping, leaking, and glassy-eyed.
Kenzou kissed her cheek.
"You're not gonna be able to walk home."
She smiled faintly.
"…Good."