Foreign wife and Asian b*g d*** man — 2

　　Hill, a moderately well-known bestselling author of psychology books, never imagined that one day he would be pinned down on the bed and brutally fucked by a dirty Asian man.

　　The man fucked him four times, each time ejaculating his hot semen inside him. Then, just when Hill thought it was over, he shoved his incredibly thick cock inside him again, fucking his asshole like he was pounding rice cakes.

　　Hill was being fucked to the point of death, his whole body convulsing and trembling. Intense pain mixed with tingling pleasure spread through his limbs, turning this originally reserved foreign straight man into an international slut. He cried and screamed, sticking out his big ass and letting the Asian hunky man impregnate him.

　　By the time he finished ejaculating for the fourth time, Hill had already lost consciousness. His snow-white body was flushed with a lustful red. Due to the prolonged orgasm, his body trembled involuntarily, and his bright red cunt, which had been fucked into a round hole, twitched and flowed out streams of white fluid.

　　His lower abdomen was slightly swollen, filled with the semen of Asian men. Even without blocking his clitoris, a large amount of thick semen remained buried deep inside him, unable to flow out.

　　The man, his eyes burning with desire, rolled over and embraced the slutty American bitch, holding his glistening white flesh in his arms. His massive cock pressed against his buttocks, while his arms wrapped around his sweaty, smooth waist. He closed his eyes and fell peacefully asleep.

　　Hill had a lot of nightmares. He slept very restlessly, muttering his daughter’s name and then calling out his dog’s name. When he dreamed that a tall, burly Asian man was approaching him with a sinister grin, he screamed in terror and woke up instantly.

　　When he opened his eyes, he saw a dark and dirty wall. Hill was a little confused. He didn’t know where he was. When he felt a rough hand around his waist, his face turned pale.

　　He remembered everything. Hill closed his eyes in pain, and he could even feel the man’s hot, thick penis pressing against his buttocks.

　　Oh… God help me… It’s all a dream… It’s all just a nightmare…

　　Just as Hill was praying silently, a man’s rough, foreign accent came from beside him.

　　Hill couldn’t understand, but he was trembling with fear. The Asian man turned him over and touched his nipple with his rough, dirty hand, erotically kneading it a few times.

　　Hill shrank back in embarrassment, but the man held him even tighter. The man’s rough, hot hands groped him wantonly, from his back to his waist. When the man touched his buttocks, Hill began to struggle in terror.

　　Of course, this weak and short American man was no match for the Asian strongman who had been doing hard labor all year round. His body was tightly held by that thick arm, and the man lowered his head to kiss his skin, as if he was spoiling his beautiful and fair body.

　　Hill cried and begged the man, calling out God, Heaven, and even Hindu gods and Buddhas, but his large, scratch-covered buttocks were still pressed onto the man’s tall, thick penis.

　　The already thick, semen-filled opening smoothly swallowed the cock. Hill screamed as the enormous penis completely pierced through him. At this moment, he sat on the man like a prostitute, swallowing and spitting out the man’s huge cock.

　　His fair body swayed up and down, his beautiful, swollen nipples also swayed violently, and his snow-white buttocks slapped against the big cock, each thrust splashing out the white semen that had been ejaculated inside him.

　　Hill’s golden, sweaty hair swayed and fell in all directions, leaving streaks on his flushed face, making him look both vulnerable and wanton.

　　”Ah… God… no… too… too big…” This Asian man is terrifying; the huge penis buried inside him is not human size at all.

　　The man couldn’t hear Hill’s inner thoughts at all. Instead, he grabbed Hill’s buttocks and thrust his hips wildly, plunging his huge penis in and out repeatedly.

　　After only a few rounds, the American bitch was trembling all over from being fucked again. The man got up and hugged him, like fucking a crying and screaming inflatable doll. He held his shoulders and fiercely pounded his cunt with his crotch, fucking Hill until his face was contorted and he cried out miserably. Before long, he trembled and ejaculated in the man’s storm of fucking.

　　The man had him wrap his thighs around his waist, grabbed his buttocks with his large hands, and thrust into him vigorously while standing up and continuing to fuck him in the same position as if he were being held to urinate.

　　The man continued fucking him until he left the bedroom. His cabin was small, and the kitchen contained leftover pasta and rotten pizza. Although Hill was used to the smell, he still couldn’t stand it and screamed for the man to leave.

　　The man ruthlessly pressed him onto the dining table, his huge cock continuing to pound into his cunt, making the promiscuous foreign bitch writhe up and down, his cunt getting wetter and wetter, and soon he brought him to orgasm again.

　　This time, the man also got bored. He roughly and violently ejaculated a few times before pulling out abruptly, shooting the rest onto Hill’s fair, trembling naked body.

　　Hill’s legs were spread wide open from the ejaculation, his cunt, unable to close, gushing out white fluid, along with yesterday’s semen. He lay there, sobbing, on the filthy table, smelling the stench, utterly losing the will to live.

　　The man put on his pants, finally covering his terrifyingly large penis, and wore a tight vest that outlined his bulging muscles. He helped Hill put on his own clothes, then picked him up and slowly carried him out of the house.

　　Hill breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bright sunshine, but he was still uneasy. He worried that the man might kill him to cover it up, after all, ruthless Asians are capable of anything.

　　But the man simply carried him out of the forest, and when he saw his car, he opened the door and put Hill inside.

　　Hill looked up, his bright blue eyes, red from crying, filled with disbelief. This… this Asian monster actually let him go…

　　The man stared intently at him with his dark eyes. After a long while, he rummaged in his tattered trouser pocket, pulled out a worn wallet, took out a few US dollars, and handed it to the American.

　　Hill took the banknotes with a grim expression, wanting to tear them up but not daring to. He lowered his head, angry but unable to speak, remaining silent.

　　The man kept staring at him, then suddenly leaned down and asked, “What’s your name?” He said this in broken English.

　　Of course, even elementary school students know this kind of colloquialism. Hill lowered his head in embarrassment and said after a long while, “My name is Ella.” It was the name of his dog.

　　“Ella…” a deep, foreign voice murmured the name. Hill looked up and said in a trembling voice, “Can I…can I go now…”

　　The man glanced at him a few times, then took a few steps back as if he understood. Hill didn’t have time to think. He quickly started the car, stepped on the gas, and drove off. As the Asian thug got further and further away in the rearview mirror, Hill cried out with joy, “Oh God, God, God bless me!” and then ran home like a madman.