Earlier, when he had finally cornered them and pushed past their defenses, he had quickly discovered their dirty little secret—
Murayama and Katase shared the exact same exhibitionist streak as Aika.
Just how relentlessly horny were these high school girls?
Satoru internally lamented with a deeply satisfied, lewd smile stretching across his face.
Naturally, he decided to elevate their shared depravity to a whole new level, turning their fantasies into reality by fucking them right in front of each other, sharing the spectacle with zero hesitation.
To his amusement, the girls were more than willing participants, completely abandoning their inhibitions.
"Since you're loving this so much, how about we give Katase-chan a real show, Murayama-chan?"
Satoru smiled, hooking his arms under Murayama's waist and lifting her entirely off the floor.
With a swift pivot, he spun her around so her dripping, stretched pussy was positioned directly in front of Katase.
The pink-haired girl was already sprawled out, frantically rubbing her own soaking slit as if it had been itching her like never before.
"Satoru-kun, wait~!" Murayama protested through a breathless gasp, though the way her inner walls clamped down vice-tight around his thick shaft made it abundantly clear how much she adored the exhibition.
Right in front of him, Katase was openly masturbating, her fingers sliding aggressively through her own wet folds as she stared in wide-eyed rapture at the sight of her best friend getting railed.
"Why wait, Murayama? I can feel you getting tighter with every single thrust. You want her to see you like this,"
Satoru murmured, his voice dripping with seductive intent. "You want everyone to know that this body is mine and mine alone, and that nothing they can do will ever change it."
Satoru grinned, accelerating his pace to drive her toward the edge.
"It's true! I want everyone to know that this pussy is yours!" Murayama cried out shamelessly, tears of ecstasy gathering at the corners of her eyes.
"I want everyone to know that nobody can satisfy me like you, Satoru-kun! I want everyone to know that I'm completely yours!"
Satoru rewarded her absolute submission by setting her back down against the edge of the bed so Katase had a pristine, uninterrupted view of Murayama's glazed, ahegao face.
As he resumed his punishing rhythm from behind, his large hands reached forward, aggressively squeezing and kneading Murayama's perky tits.
"Next up is your turn, Katase. Until then, keep enjoying the view," Satoru teased, hammering his hips forward with relentless velocity. "Now keep watching as I make Murayama-chan scream."
"Oh god! Keep going, Satoru-kun!" Murayama wailed, her mind completely melting.
By all conventional logic, she should have felt humiliated being used as a live piece of pornography, but for Murayama, it was an intoxicating high.
The sheer, bruising friction of his thick cock pounding her silly, combined with the visceral knowledge that her best friend was actively watching, touching herself, and soaking up the depravity, drove her straight over the edge.
"Okay, Murayama-chan, here we go. I'm about to fill you up," Satoru warned, knowing how much she adored feeling his hot loads pooling inside her.
"Yes! Cum inside me, Satoru-kun! Mark me as yours!" Murayama sobbed happily.
"Here we go!" Satoru growled, burying himself to the hilt and unleashing a massive, pulsing torrent of thick seed deep inside her slick, throbbing womb.
"So good~" Murayama muttered, collapsing weakly against the mattress as a blissful, vacant smile settled on her face, completely filled up and blissfully ruined.
"My turn~" Katase smiled, a playful, swaying swing in her hips as she padded across the room.
Judging by the heavy, viscous trail of slick running down the inside of her thighs, watching her best friend get brutally railed had pushed Katase to the absolute brink.
"Of course," Satoru grinned, sliding out of Murayama with a wet, squelching pop.
He held his thick, rigid cock forward, glistening heavily with a decadent mix of his own pre-cum, his spent seed, and Murayama's dripping juices.
"Let me clean this up for you," Katase purred.
Without a second hesitation, she dropped to her knees in front of him, parting her lips and eagerly swallowing his heavy prick down her throat in one smooth, practiced motion.
As she began to rhythmically bob up and down his shaft, Satoru gently carded his fingers through her soft pink locks, keeping his touch surprisingly tender.
He loved how naturally submissive she grew when she wanted to please him.
"Your mouth feels incredible, Katase-chan," Satoru murmured, watching her cheeks hollow out as she rode him deep.
"Hehe~ I practiced on a dildo just for you, Satoru-kun," Katase mumbled around his shaft, pulling back with a wet pop.
Panting softly, she stood up, spun around, and leaned forward, eagerly spreading her cheeks wide to present her soaked, throbbing entrance.
"Alright, here I come," Satoru chuckled, pressing the head of his cock against her wet folds, dragging it slowly up and down to coat her in her own mounting arousal.
"Nghh... stop teasing me, Satoru-kun," Katase whined over her shoulder, her hips twitching backward.
"Alright, you asked for it," Satoru smiled.
Lining himself up with the pink-haired girl, he drove forward with a sudden, unforgiving thrust.
"AHHHHHHHHHH~!" Katase screamed, her back arching into a violent bow as he buried himself to the hilt in a single motion.
"I warned you, but you insisted..." Satoru chuckled darkly.
"Damn it! I forgot... ahn~ ahn~ how f-fucking huge you are~!" Katase gasped, her breath hitching as her inner walls stretched and strained to accommodate his massive girth.
The sheer tightness of her pussy was staggering, wrapping around him like a suffocating glove.
"Well, you asked for it, and now I'm going to give you everything you're asking for,"
Satoru whispered, his hips snapping forward to begin a relentless, driving rhythm.
"Oh~! My~! God~!" Katase shrieked in absolute ecstasy, her voice echoing loudly enough to snap Murayama completely out of her daze on the edge of the bed.
"Hey, Satoru-kun, mind if I help? I don't think she'll last very long at this rate," Murayama smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischievous intent.
"Hey, Mura... ahn~ yama, you had... hnng~... your turn, and I didn't interfere. I've got this... haah..."
Katase pouted, trying desperately to keep her composure despite the relentless friction tearing through her body.
"In that case, why don't you give her a reallyyy good fucking... Satoru-kun?"
Murayama smirked as she wrapped her arms around Satoru's neck, pressing a lingering kiss to his cheek before stepping back to get a front-row seat.
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