Disappointing after all...

So when another Japanese masseuse came in and saw the scene of her **** colleague lying sprawled on the floor with a gaping, ruined pussy overflowing with fresh white man cum, Damian simply asked the new Japanese woman, "Do you think you could do better than this one?"

Her almond-shaped eyes gleamed with delight, while a mischievous smile appeared on her plump, heart-shaped lips.

Damian knew exactly how he wanted to use this next one. "Alright then..."

Ten minutes later, the Japanese massage whore was already convulsing and spasming violently on the ground from her 4th consecutive orgasm. It turned out that she couldn't even last half as long as the previous masseuse.

"Disappointing..." Damian sighed as he watched her twitch and thrash about like some broken toy. "Maybe you should stick to giving massages instead, because you are utterly incompetent at satisfying real men..."

55 minutes later, the entire massage parlor was littered with Japanese masseuses in various stages of mind-shattering orgasms. It was quite obvious that these poor sluts had never handled anything close to the size and potency of white men. Even the manager, who claimed to be experienced in servicing white tourists, was reduced to a braindead cumslut.

"Damian-sama," a young voice called out. It belonged to the receptionist from when he first entered. The bitch was so filled with his virile cum that she looked several months pregnant. "Ple-Please come back... soon..."

He looked around, surveying the scene. One of the younger masseuses was so fucking ruined that her pussy gaped obscenely wide, with streams of excess semen flowing out. Another slut was in a state of shock, unable to comprehend that a cock had literally just ruined her pussy for any Japanese dick she'd encounter thereafter. There was even one poor thing that he'd used so hard and thoroughly that her body cannot stop orgasming. The girl just kept convulsing and jerking uncontrollably like she was getting tazed repeatedly.

Damian shook his head and chuckled to himself, amused at how weak and **** these supposedly experienced Japanese whores turned out to be. He then casually picked up a pair of discarded panties and used them to clean off his dick, before nonchalantly stuffing them into that receptionist's mouth as he made his way out.

"Oh my..." a sweet, gentle voice suddenly spoke out once he exited the massage parlor. "Did you..."