#254367 - But time -- in this case, the time it took me to flee the scene and get down to writing -- heals all wounds, or so I was once told. Ryuoto had vanished; but his voice could be heard faintly, emanating from the second story of the house; he was speaking to someone, presumably over a landline, and I checked my breathing so that I could make out some of the conversation: “great . I fucked his ass in that manner for upwards of an hour before spraying his entrails with more semen than I thought possible to produce--for once I retrieved my spent cock from his gaping orifice, there followed it a virtual cascade of cum, mixed with a lesser amount of blood; Ryuoto collapsed onto the floor, still dribbling a minute quantity of the mixture.
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