West pumped relentlessly, flooding the corpse even as legs curled inward while the headless form spasmed one final time.
Overflow jetted out in pressurized bursts, splattering the red sands, black pillars, and distant wreckage with blood and cum, painting abstract streaks everywhere.
West yanked his soaked cocked free while it started to shrink as the enhancement faded.
He hurled the severed head into the horizon causing it slam against a distant monolith.
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Daybreak spread over Misty High City, staining the metropolis in streaks of pale orange and gold.
At the southside, the Shadow Reapers base stood proudly.
The massive futuristic structure no longer looked like the abandoned shell it once started. The black metallic walls reflected the early morning sunlight with silver trims running along the edges of the architecture.
