Of course

James stands there, moaning aloud as he strokes himself.

His minds wanders back to that cute... no... beautiful sales clerk that he had just been fucking.

The she way had moaned and screamed and tightened up around him...

He was getting close again.

This time, nothing was going to stop him from cumming.

He picked up the pace as his pleasure continued to grow.

His breathing was ragged and his knees were starting to shake.

He curled his bare toes into the dirt and started to grunt like a brainless beast.

His face was hot, and he could feel the sweat building up all over his bare body as he got closer and closer to his goal.

He bit his lip and let out (in his mind at least) a mighty warrior's roar as he felt his cock twitch as he spasmiticly shot rope after rope of his thick, sticky seed.

He stood there, gasping and slowly milking himself as his orgasm faded and the last of his seed dribbled out, some of it smearing all over his hand.

James' eyes remained closed as he tried to savor this moment of pure pleasure and forget all about his numerous, numerous troubles and humiliations.

Of course, Rebecca had intended James to suffer for his actions, and fate seemed to be siding with that naughty witch, at least for now.

A loud round of clapping and feminine giggling brought James back to the world.

"Oh, bravo!" A woman's voice practically cheered.

James felt his face turning red with shame as he quickly opened his eyes and attempted to cover his rapidly deflating dick with his hands.

"Aw! Don't be shy! I want to see everything!" Said the same voice.

James looked around, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from.

"W-who's there?!" He asked as his voice cracked a little in panic.