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Chapter 243 - The prowl continues. (+18)

My size took Sakura aback as she held onto my cock, and I smirked in the dark as I leaned down and kissed, sliding my hand into her panties and playing with the hair she had down there. Exploring for her clit, and once I found it, I lightly rubbed it, making her moan as she pulled my underwear down so she could play with my cock without any trouble. I started her neck, making her moan as she began to move her hand faster.

I reach behind her back and undo the clip, holding her bar in place. As it comes undone, I pull it off her and throw it across the room while I kiss down to her breast and clamp my lips onto her brown-colored nipples, sucking hard, making her pussy start to wetten as my fingers invade her holy land. Her hips revolve around my hand while running her fingers through my hair. Using her movements to move my fingers to spots, she enjoys my fingers touching.

I get up and pull my hand out of her underwear and take my spot above her head, getting into the 69 position as my cock dangles in front of her face brushing against her face. In contrast, I pull down her underwear and bring my lips to her pussy, letting my tongue explore her pussy. She takes my cock into her mouth and starts to suck it while she places her hands on my hips, lifting her head and pushing my cock deeper into her mouth.

She starts to build up a thick layer of foam around her lips while sucking on my cock. Her eyes look like they are in a state of ecstasy. She lets my balls hit her forehead as she pushes my cock into her throat, and I raise my hips, pulling my cock slowly out of her mouth as my tongue pokes into the opening of her womb, and I lick the opening on the other side as her pussy tightens in response. She is ready as I pull my tongue slowly out of her pussy and withdraw my cock from her mouth as she gasps for air. 

I roll her over and raise her hips, letting her lay her chest and head on the bed. She grabs a pillow and puts it over her head in embarrassment as I can see everything that is hers. I chuckle at this cute side compared to the more mature side I have been seeing. I knead her ass, sinking my fingers into her cheeks, making her moan under the pillow as I poke the head of my cock into her pussy, making her moan louder, and then I pull it out. I repeated this until she had enough and slammed her ass back in protest of my teasing of her.

I smile as she moans and shatters moan as she overestimates her ability to take all of it in at once as she squirts onto her bed and curses her action. But I don't let her dwell on it as I begin to pound into her hard. I didn't want to take this nice and slow; I wanted a hot and sloppy fuck.

I grab hold of her ass hard while thrusting deep into her making her throw the pillow off her head and moan loudly as she begs for more.

"YES! FUCK ME HARDER YOU AMAZING MAN!"

My groin slams against her pussy lips, making them begin to swell with arousal as she gushes out her feminine liquids as her pussy becomes a sloppy wet mess of lust and passion. I place one of my hands on her back, pinning her chest onto the bed harder, making her tighten up as her hands dig into the blanket below her. As she pulls on it, her toes curl as she climaxes under this assault of lust. 

I begin to reach my limits after twenty minutes of fucking her as she screams and begs for more. She slowly starts to only moan and grunt ten minutes into our sex-filled bonding. I finally reach my peak as she tightens up one last time. I release inside her making her push off the bed with the tops of her feet as I hold onto her waist, making sure she doesn't pull my cock out as my seed floods her womb, and she once again squirts onto her bed and falls limp as I keep her pinned down as I breed her. 

I finish and pull out of her, falling next to her as I wrap her arm around me. She moves closer, resting her head on my arm as she falls asleep. I drift off to slumber as I awake to a loud yell. As I open my eyes, I see a woman and two men. Sakura opens her eyes quickly and sees her mother, father, and the man her mother has been telling her about.

"SAKURA! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!"

Luckily, we had a sheet covering us, or I bet her mother would be blushing right now. Her father looked at me with rage, but the other guy looked at Sakura with contempt and disgust. I don't particularly appreciate how he looks at her, like looking at someone beneath them.

"Mr. Sakamoto, I think we should forget this arrangement. I refuse to be with a Japanese woman who lies with a dirty foreigner. She is tainted." 

I see he is a racist; no wonder I didn't like him. I looked over at Sakura, who had her head down and was about to cry. So I started to laugh at the guy.

"You look as dumb as you are just because you have issues with women finding love outside a dating pool that stinks of beta males or fake males, and she chooses to be with a man that meets her needs. You want to belittle her. I guess you have a micro dick if you feel the need to attack a woman for who she wants to lay with. Because that's all I can think of that would make your ego this fragile."

He scuffed at me and was about to speak when I got out of the bed in my naked glory, letting everyone see my divine body as Sakura blushed and looked away while smiling a little. His mom blushes and tries to look away as the two men look at me with envoy but also a hit of hostility as they see me as a threat. I walk in front of the guy and smirk on his face.

"You foreigners only think about sex; it's more about her not having the dignity to stay with her people. You barbarian."

"Her people?"

I turn to look at Sakura and speak to her.

"Sakura, are you human?"

She looks at me confused and then says yes.

"She is human, and I am human. That makes us the same people. So I don't get what you're saying."

"I mea-"

"You mean a country. Japan is a country. Japanese isn't a defined people. If I was born in Japan, does that make me Japanese? If not, how do you define Japanese as not for the place? Isn't the human race the default label for everyone? What you add to it doesn't change. We are all the same people. Therefore, it is a weak attempt to label people differently. Just say you don't like her riding my big thick white cock as it spreads her tight Asian pussy."

His anger flares up, and he swings at me, but I parry his weak ass attempt to hit me, making him punch a mirror, cutting his hand, and screaming in pain as he runs out of the room, trying to find something to stop the massive amount of blood coming out of his hand. Her father leaves to help him, but her mother doesn't look at me with hostility but with a hint of respect, and I see desire underneath that.

Her mother then leaves the room as I put on my underwear and walk over to her, kissing her before giving her my number. I will contact her again soon as she is with my child so she will accompany me back to the US. She thanked me for standing up for her, and even though she didn't understand or agree with what I said, it was the fact that I was willing to stand up and defend her when no one else would.

I walked out of her room and began to pick up and put on the rest of my clothes as the dumbass was in the kitchen wrapping his hand with a towel as he called for an ambulance. I leave the house to look for more girls to get to know, and I plan to call Etsuko later to ask if she wants to grab something to eat. I thought about where to go and walked around the shopping area. 

I begin to walk. It's seven miles away, but I may find a girl before that. I see the wives and older women shopping for food at a market and a woman in her forties carrying two bags of food. I looked into her past and discovered she was divorced and had two daughters, one in middle school and another who had just started high school. I smile and pick my new target.

"You look like you need some help. Let me carry those for you."

When she saw me, the lady looked at me with a hint of blush, and I reached for a bag. I gave her a warm smile, making her let down her guard. She returned a smile, and the burning desire began to light in her eyes.

"Thank you for the help; my name is Arina Hayashi. May I know your name?"

I smiled at her with a warmer smile, which made her heart skip a beat and darkened her blush a shade.

"My name is Timothy Rockefeller; it's a pleasure to meet you, Arina."

This intimate way I called her made the fire brighter, as people here don't tend to call people by their first names unless they are close. I carried both of her bags. She had a long way home, so we began to walk.

"What are you doing here in Japan, Timothy."

She blushed at calling him by his first name, which excited her as he was hotter than anyone she had ever seen. No movie star or Jpop group comes close to his looks and manliness. It's like he is a god cut out of marble to be the perfect being, and she can feel her womanhood begin to drip. She bites her lip, looking at him from the corner of her eye.

"Someone close to me has a family emergency, so I bought them a plane ticket and was like, why not take a vacation while I am at it? May I ask where your husband is to help carry these bags? He is failing his duties to not help his lovely wife with this."

She blushes at me, calling her lovely, and she smiles as she can tell I am asking if she is married or not in a roundabout way. She smiles, thinking I am trying to act sly as she begins to speak.

"I have been divorced for 10 years now, so I have had to carry all of them on my own. I wish I had a man like you to help carry them as they get heavy after a while, but your body is built very well."

She said as she placed her hand on my arm and squeezed it; she felt my body had a lot of muscles. This made her pussy throb and leak more as she let a light moan out as she wrapped her arms around mine as we kept walking. 

She is ready.

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