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'Just a little longer,' Tsunade told herself, her will hardening. 'Just hang on a little goddamn longer!'

Post-orgasm, Yuta let out a long, shuddering sigh of contentment. He tilted his head back, taking a deep, satisfied breath, his lecherous eyes still greedily devouring Tsunade's defiled form. A small, disgustingly smug smirk played on his lips. He licked them, his gaze lingering on her semen-splattered breasts. Then, he released his grip on her thighs. For a heart-stopping second, Tsunade thought he was done, that he was leaving.

Instead, with a sudden, brutal shove, he pushed her onto the rough canvas of the medical bed!

Her massive breasts and long, beautiful blonde hair flew up, swaying wildly as she crashed onto her back. Her vision spun, the floor of the tent lurching away to be replaced by the drab, oppressive canvas of the ceiling.

And then, the next fucking moment, a monstrous, swollen, purple-headed GIANT DICK – dripping with a nauseating mixture of fresh cum and still-leaking precum – thrust menacingly into her horrified line of sight. It was still impossibly, terrifyingly hard.

'IMPOSSIBLE!' Her mind shrieked in silent, abject terror.

Yuta loomed over her, kneeling between her thighs, his small hands roughly prying her legs further apart, exposing her utterly. The thick, viscous semen from his earlier ejaculation was splattered like obscene paint across the creamy skin between her white thighs. Her own copious pussy juice, a traitorous response to the horrific stimulation, now mingled with his vile seed, making her look glistening, obscenely wet and ready.

Yuta's still-rampant, still-throbbing erection dominated her vision, a horrifying totem of her impending doom. The shock of it, the utter impossibility of it, threatened to shatter her sanity. She couldn't believe it, couldn't process it. She was horrified beyond words that his just-cummed cock hadn't gone soft, hadn't shrunk even a little. It meant only one thing: she, completely helpless, paralyzed and exposed, was really going to be raped. This was no longer a disgusting violation; this was escalating into her worst nightmare.

The overwhelming, dominant view from above, her naked and vulnerable form spread beneath him, clearly sent a jolt of raw, conquering power through Yuta. He saw the sheer, unadulterated disbelief and terror warring in Tsunade's wide brown eyes. A slow, cruel, utterly sadistic smile spread across his childish face. He gripped his monstrous, slime-coated cock, its veins bulging obscenely, and, with a guttural grunt, began to slap it against the beautiful, aristocratic face of the legendary Konoha Princess.

PAPA! PAPA! WHACK! SLAP! PAPA! The wet, slapping sounds were a grotesque soundtrack to her humiliation.

"Lady Tsunade," he cooed, his voice dripping with a sick, feigned sweetness that made her skin crawl. "I forgot to tell you… my super-special cock doesn't go soft after just a few little shots, you know. It can go all night long." Thick, sticky, translucent strands of semen, like obscene spiderwebs, now connected the engorged, purple head of his cock to her delicate, shell-pink earlobe and her porcelain cheek.

Yuta clearly couldn't wait another second. With a guttural growl, he bent his knees, arched his back, and aimed his pulsating, eager cock directly at her long-coveted, now utterly vulnerable slit!

Tsunade's perfectly smooth, hairless cunt was already thoroughly soaked, glistening with a revolting mixture of her own juices and his earlier emissions from the brutal dry-humping. The delicate, pink, swollen lips of her labia, trembling around her virgin entrance, looked impossibly small, perhaps only half the diameter of his monstrous, obscene glans.

"What if I just… push it all the way in?" he whispered, more to himself than to her, his voice hoarse with anticipation. He was getting more and more excited, his entire small body trembling with a desperate, violent urgency. His cock twitched and jumped in his hand, eager to plunder. Faced with such a magnificent, legendary beauty, spread naked and helpless before him, what red-blooded male – or in this case, demon-child – wouldn't want to fuck her brains out?

Her glistening, wet pussy lips seemed to pulse, to open and close rhythmically, almost like a hungry mouth silently, desperately begging to be fed, to be filled, to be utterly dominated. Yuta could bear it no longer. With a final, savage roar, he lunged forward, ramming his massive, brutal cock with full force directly into her tight, pleasure pit!

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