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Soap has his face buried in the sheets, back arched beautifully with his ass in the air. He's trembling, thighs working overtime to keep him up as Ghost thrusts harshly into him.
He already came once, fat cock battering his insides as his cunt spasmed. He can't stop moaning and whining, tears, sweat, and drool wet the sheets below. His abdomen flexes as he rocks forward, his body ready to collapse.
Ghost slips out of him and he cries, "Nooo, please more!"
He hears a wet slap, mind too hazy to register what it could be. All thought leaves his mind as Ghost grips his waist and slides his cock back in.
He practically screams, he's been getting fucked so long, but for some reason it feels different now, better. He begs even more, "Please, fuck me harder, oh fuck, so good!"
Ghost's fucking him like he's a toy, using his hands to jerk Soap's pliable body onto his cock. He reaches so deep like this, Soap mewls as his cervix is knocked against.
"Ah, ah, yeah right there!" Soap can feel the pulse of Ghost's cock, "Yeah, cum for me!"
What he doesn't expect is the warm flood of semen coating every inch of his pussy, "Wait! Ohh, fffuck-"
He cums hard, clenching and milking Ghost's cock as he spills deep inside him. His body fully collapses now, twitching as Ghost removes his cock, cum flowing from his hole and pooling on the sheets.
"Ghost, what the fuck…" He can barely catch his breath.
"Don't act like you didn't like it, you were squeezing my bare cock like a whore." Ghost huffs at him.
He can't deny it, he should be furious that Ghost removed the condom, that he put him on all fours just so he wouldn't see him discard it. But he isn't. Some fucked up part of him liked it, came because of it.
"Clean me up at least?" He whines.
"Of course." Ghost replies before Soap feels him mouth at his sloppy fucked out cunt.