But would I let her off so easily? I've been holding back for so many days in front of me, waiting for the final blow ah.

　　Ginger was defenseless, bucking her hips to meet me. I merely gripped her slender, waspish waist, and with a heavy thrust of my cock, I easily penetrated her cunt.

　　Ginger moaned instinctively, her body had been craving to be penetrated for more than a day or two, and was actually the first to react with excitement at this moment.

　　"Asshole! Devil! Pull out quickly, haven't you already let me go." Ginger couldn't even straighten her back as I held her down.

　　"Don't you know that men love to lie, I just tried to stick it in you again, and you've been expecting it for a long time."

　　"Asshole! Hill will kill you! He will!"

　　"Hill? Are you talking about the blonde man by the docks. Let's show him what we're doing then."

　　I lifted Ginger easily. Her legs were spread out to either side of me and a cock was pounding hard into her flesh in the center.

　　"Don't! Don't let him see!" Ginger sobbed and begged.

　　Instead, I took a few more steps forward and thrust my rod so hard that Ginger went straight up on the glass.

　　Her legs were still lifted by me, enduring in an extremely awkward position. Her tears were like an extinct levee, and whenever Hill gazed this way from time to time, she thought she was looking at her lewd appearance, her cunt contracting unchecked.

　　"Oh! Baby, you're so good, your slutty pussy is clamping down on your cock." I gasped as I pumped with all my strength each time.

　　Her slutty water flowed like tears, dripping onto the floor with a popping sound.

　　At this point, I didn't mind spilling my guts.

　　"You know why I let you off the hook the first time we met and then so many times later. I just wanted you to give in a little bit so that you wouldn't dare to resist even when I'm sticking you like a dog now."

　　Ginger's sobs gave way and her whole body tensed up for a moment and then relaxed as she continued to be royally raped by me.

　　"What, were you trying to resist just now? Why did you give up again, did you notice that your body is out of control and you are totally enjoying being raped."

　　Ginger closed her eyes and clenched her fists, trying not to let a moan escape her mouth. The man behind her was right, let alone resisting, she could barely contain herself from caterwauling to the cock.

　　"Sad Ginger, if you had been stronger in the beginning, how did it come to this. You only have yourself to blame for caring too much about Hill. As a result your slutty pussy is still being penetrated by me."

　　What I didn't say was that I initially fucked Ginger after getting a blowjob from her, and it was inevitable that she wouldn't completely sacrifice herself to seduce me, and that Hill would acquiesce to her doing so, but in the end, I'd definitely end up getting cunted by Hill. Plot change, soul death all the same.

　　And after arriving in Hill's territory, Ginger came to pleasure me every day, and I put up with it all. If I couldn't control myself and fucked her at that time, Ginger wouldn't say anything to Hill, but she herself would definitely retaliate against me, and then the identity of the hunter and the prey would be switched.

　　And I used her love for Hill to make demands little by little, making her feel humiliated but willing to endure.

　　And finally raping her viciously just when she thought it was all going to be over and she was still pure to Hill.

　　The deepest despair is not to see no hope, but to be pushed into the deepest abyss after keeping the greatest hope.

　　Ginger didn't know how she got out, she barely managed to keep a smile on her face as she made her way back to the blonde Hill.

　　"Honey, you did such a great job. I can't thank you and Stanley enough. Even though I've been cheating on him, I really think of him as a friend, and I have a feeling there's still some closure between us."

　　Hill was inexplicably a little excited as she wrapped her arms around Ginger's waist and slapped her palm down hard on Ginger's hip.

　　Ginger heard at first that Hill still thought of Stanley as a friend and mentally bemoaned the fact that your friend had just grassed on your privates.

　　But she still didn't have the guts to say it out loud, suddenly attacked by Hill on her buttocks, Ginger wailed in pain, her legs softly against each other.

　　When Hill was puzzled, Ginger could only laugh bitterly and shake her head, silently following Hill far behind.

　　Her ass had long been red and swollen from the man's raw impact, and the cum in her cunt had just flowed out again from the stimulation.

　　Ginger was in a trance, thinking of the time when she had initially brought Stanley to Hill, and she too had her panties covered in cum, only this time the cum had flowed from her body to her panties.

　　Shortly afterward, the world sent out a horrible message that Hill had realized his vision. And in the market for pornography, a pornographic videotape was selling like hotcakes, which was being secretly recorded by me with a video camera at the bank.

　　Whether or not Hill saw it afterward, and what he did with Ginger, was none of my business.

　　I thought for no reason of my ex-wife, whom I had never met, but who had died because of me, who had been killed by Hill in her home, while she was in the middle of making a pornographic movie.

　　Hill, my friend, this is my parting gift to you.