Foreign wife and Asian bg d** man — 6

　　Hill, his eyes red, explained to his daughter that they would soon have a new helper, a tall, burly Asian lawnmower.

　　Little Ciri asked the man what he used to do.

　　The man shook his head, indicating he didn’t understand. Little Ciri helplessly asked her father, “Dad, why are you hiring a foreigner?”

　　Hill couldn’t answer, because he still had this foreign rogue’s semen inside him.

　　After finishing her work, the nanny, Sophie, said goodbye to Hill. Hill thanked the hardworking Filipino woman, then somewhat awkwardly said that the man would be in charge of the lawnmower from now on.

　　Sophie liked the man very much and was very happy to hear this, saying that the man was very strong and might even be able to clean the abandoned swimming pool in the backyard.

　　Hill gave a perfunctory thank you and then saw Sophie off.

　　When he returned, the violent and lewd Asian devil was playing with his daughter. His handsome face gleamed in the sunlight, and he was tall and imposing, almost five times the height of a small Ciri. He had to admit, he was indeed a very charismatic man.

　　Hill took a deep breath, forced a smile, picked up the small Ciri, and then subtly took his daughter away, leaving only the Asian rogue behind.

　　When he returned, the man was working. His muscular arms propelled the lawnmower forward, and his bare, muscular back was glistening with sweat. Hill licked his lips, finding the man both dirty and sexy.

　　It was contradictory. Hill was a writer and a part-time psychoanalyst. Analyzing his own psychology, he wondered if it was some kind of mutated Stockholm syndrome?

　　At that moment, the man looked at him, his dark eyes smiling deeply, with a hint of eroticism.

　　Hill gritted his teeth and slowly walked over. Before he could even think of a simple English sentence, the man grabbed him, his shirt soaked with hot sweat and carrying the man’s strong body odor.

　　“You…you go take a shower first…Oh God, how many days has it been since you showered!” Hill yelled, his face flushed. The man didn’t answer; he couldn’t understand, and even if he did, he’d probably pretend not to. The man hugged Hill from behind, grabbed his hand, and manipulated him to push the lawnmower.

　　The lawnmower creaked and groaned incessantly, the sun was scorching, and Hill felt dazed. He followed the lawnmower like a zombie, the man’s hot breath spraying onto his shoulder, sweat dripping into his clothes. The man occasionally uttered deep sounds, speaking in an ancient language he couldn’t understand.

　　The man’s groin pressed against his buttocks, and with each movement, the man’s crotch bulged more and more. Hill was a man; he knew what that was, but this damn Asian beast’s rutting frequency was too high. Was he even human?!

　　“You can’t touch me anymore…” Hill knew he was talking nonsense, especially since the other man couldn’t understand him. “You slut, you have a big ass,” the man teased him, his words completely irrelevant.

　　Hill couldn’t understand, but the tone was erotic, probably related to his buttocks.

　　”You scoundrel… This is America, understand? This isn’t India, rape goes to jail!”

　　Hill couldn’t quite distinguish between Indians and East Asians; in his mind, they were similar, both impoverished and barren places. He’d heard that in ancient times, people in the East would eat their own children out of hunger, sell their wives, and… well, it was terrifying.

　　The man said something else suggestive, and his penis grew even larger.

　　Afraid of being seen by the neighbors, Hill started weeding in the backyard. As he pushed the machine, he said angrily, “I’ll castrate you, you bastard.”

　　Knowing no one was around, the man turned and kissed his cheek. Hill couldn’t dodge in time and was kissed several times, his fair face flushing red. The man gazed at him adoringly, biting his earlobe a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, “You’re so beautiful.”

　　Hill trembled slightly, wanting to turn around and say something, but the Asian scoundrel silenced him with a kiss.

　　Americans are very open-minded and sex is paramount, which is related to their education. From childhood, they are instilled with the idea that selfishness, self-centeredness, and freedom are equal; love is love, hate is hate, aversion is aversion… and liking is liking.

　　Hill hates rape, hates Asians, hates dirty Asian thugs, but at this moment, he is in the bathroom, having sex wildly with an Asian man with a huge penis whom he has known for a day and a half and has had sex with more than ten times.

　　The man lies naked in the foamy bathtub, his back against the sloping edge of the tub. Hill is also completely naked, straddling him, his legs spread, his rotten anus joined with the man’s genitals. The man holds Hill’s waist and buttocks with both hands, forcing him to move back and forth. Hill, like a whore, thrusts and pulls his penis, the two points of contact constantly making squelching sounds. Hill’s snow-white buttocks press tightly against the man’s dark testicles, the large testicles jiggling with the rhythm of Hill’s voluptuous hips.

　　The man’s thick, dark penis thrust violently up and down, penetrating his soft cavity again and again. With each deep thrust, their genitals intertwined tightly, his dark testicles slapping against his fair buttocks, sending waves of flesh rippling through him.

　　“You slut whore who needs to be fucked,” the man panted as he thrust forcefully. Hill was tossed and turned by the fucking, his screams, moans, cries, and pleas echoing in the enclosed bathroom. The damp air made Hill’s voices even more sticky and lewd.

　　”Oh…no…God…it’s too big…ah…” Hill cried incessantly, his body arching slightly backward, his sexy buttocks unable to leave the penis any longer, undulating slightly, as if trying to squeeze out all of Asia’s thick semen.

　　The man fucked him like a madman, fucking this slutty, lowly American bitch. His huge glans slammed wildly into his cavity, his testicles pounding his plump buttocks, fucking this wet, white, tender slut until he was dying and screaming. His beautiful blond hair hung down his forehead, his beautiful blue eyes were filled with tears, and his soft, tight cavity was ready to be fertilized, rapidly churning and contracting, clamping down on the man’s glans.

　　“Damn…you’re so tight.” The man parted his buttocks, pulled out a little, and amidst Hill’s lewd panting, brought out a large amount of his juices. Then, taking advantage of the overflowing juices, he thrust hard, his huge glans directly pounding open his bruised cavity.

　　”Ahhhhh…” Hill cried, his neck arched back, as the huge cock penetrated him to its deepest point. “Oh… God… no… help… it’s too deep…”

　　The man continued to thrust and pump, while pinching his nipples with both hands, pulling them hard, then releasing them sharply, letting them bounce back to his chest. This torture was repeated several times until his nipples became engorged and red, like sweet cherries adorning his fair chest.

　　Hill trembled all over from the torture, his fair and plump body flushed with lust. At this moment, he was sexy and charming, swaying wantonly with each thrust in the dim light and damp steam.

　　The man stared at him, mesmerized, then suddenly grabbed him and pulled him close, his strong chest pressing against his swollen nipples. His hips thrust upwards wildly, the squelching sounds growing louder and louder, the impacts becoming chaotic and violent. The man growled roughly, his arms clamping around his waist, his large hands pressing down on his buttocks, as if he wanted to fuck him through.

　　”Ugh…it hurts…oh…God…you…you’re going to fuck me to death…” Hill screamed, shaking his head frantically. He convulsed and trembled as if on the verge of death, his long legs spread wide and propped up on the edge of the bathtub. His cunt was also stretched to its limit, as if it was about to burst open, enduring the man’s storm of brutal fucking.

　　The man’s thrusts became faster and faster, and the impact of his glans became more and more vicious. Hill clutched his stomach, squeezing his penis like a whore waiting to be fertilized. Before long, he was fucked to the point of ecstasy and ejaculation.

　　The man had been waiting for his orgasm. As Hill screamed and cried, his large glans suddenly pushed open his gradually loosening cavity, fiercely shooting out his still-accumulated hot semen into that cavity filled with love juice and hot fluid.

　　Hot, thick semen sprayed into his soft cavity like water from a gun. Hill’s body tensed, trembling and crying as if enduring internal ejaculation. Suddenly, he let out a scream, the sound abruptly ending as the slut, brought to orgasm by internal ejaculation, clung desperately to the man’s back, his nails digging deep into his strong back muscles.

　　The man continued ejaculating, holding his slender waist, pressing down on his trembling buttocks, gushing out spurts of thick semen into his soft cavity. Hill was dazed by the ejaculation, his teary eyes filled with the satisfaction of lust. He closed his eyes, a blush rising on his pale face, his body convulsing slightly, his limbs still gripping the man tightly, letting the man’s tongue lick and kiss his mouth domineeringly, indulging wantonly. He instinctively sobbed and moaned, completely immersed in the afterglow of his ultimate orgasm.

　　After his climax, Hill weakly responded to the man’s passionate kiss, their lips overlapping and grinding, their tongues entwined erotically, unwilling to separate for a long time. Two sweaty bodies pressed together. The man kissed him while holding him tightly around the waist, and Hill gripped his back muscles tightly, as if in revenge, leaving red marks on the man’s back.

　　The man didn’t care about the pain. He picked up this American bitch and, in the spacious, damp bathroom, thrust into him again and again in a standing position, making Hill a mess, crying and screaming. Then, wrapped in a towel, he took Hill to the guest room on the second floor, where he frantically possessed him on the clean bed. The man seemed to have inexhaustible strength, fucking him roughly and wildly, from one end of the bed to the other, then rolling him off the bed and ejaculating one last wave of semen onto the dirty floor below.