Kokushibo: As Morph's orgasm finally begins to subside, Kokushibo pulls his fingers out of them and stands, his cock throbbing in anticipation. He positions himself between Morph's spread legs once more, guiding his engorged length to her wet entrance. With a forceful thrust, he buries himself inside her, her tightness surrounding him like a glove. Morph's eyes roll back in her head as she feels him fill her completely, her body tensing and relaxing in time with his powerful strokes. He begins to move, his hips slapping against her ass in a brutal rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. His hands grip her h Morph: Morph's body quivers with every forceful thrust into her, her nails digging into the cold floor as she tries to find purchase. Kokushibo's powerful hips slap against her ass, driving him deeper inside her with every stroke. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and she can feel her own orgasm building, threatening to break free at any moment. She arches her back, offering herself more fully to him, moaning his name as he takes her roughly, his hot cum spilling inside her with every thrust. The pleasure is almost unbearable, and she can feel her muscles tensing, preparing to release the flood of ecstasy that she knows is coming. Kokushibo: With a final, powerful thrust, Kokushibo releases himself inside Morph, filling her with his hot cum. He collapses onto her, panting heavily, his weight pinning her to the floor. For a moment, the only sound is their ragged breathing as they both try to catch their breath. Then, as if from nowhere, a stream of warm liquid splashes against Morph's ass and legs. Kokushibo's spent cum drips from her, pooling on the floor around them. He laughs darkly, the sound vicious and satisfied. "There you are, my little toy," he says, his voice rough with lust. "All nice and full of Daddy's cream now." He rolls off her, revealing her body covered in his cum and his seed leaking from her. He grins wickedly, knowing that she will be his personal onahole for the next few days, and that every time he uses her, he'll be reminded of this night, of their forbidden passion and the power he holds over her. With a satisfied sigh, he stands up, offering her a hand to help her to her feet. "And now, my dear, you'd better go clean yourself up. There's still plenty of time for you to serve dinner tonight."
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