You're too far gone to look for one...

You desperately suck at the thick cock fucking your throat, your fingers thrusting into you while you toy with your clit. Your tongue works against the shaft in your mouth, trying to please Hikaru even a tiny bit more so he'll cum.

It feels so good, better than masturbating on your own, better than sex with your husband ever has... the moment you feel the tell-tale signs of Hikaru's cock preparing to reward you with a thick load of semen, you come for him. You cum hard, frantically playing with yourself as your pussy soaks the floor beneath you.

You can't think straight as pleasure shoots through your whole body, only growing more intense as Hikaru's semen is pumped directly down your throat into your stomach. You can't breath, but it doesn't seem to matter; all that's important is that you can feel the cock in your throat pulsing as it fills you with thick, addictive seed.

You go limp and fall to the floor in a heap when Hikaru finally pulls out of your throat, the prolonged orgasm leaving you light-headed and giddy. Your hand is still weakly toying with your aching, throbbing pussy, and you realize dimly that you'll do whatever Hikaru and Matsu tell you to feel like this again in the future.

The thought of divorcing your husband is awful...the thought of giving up everything and leaving for another country as a sex **** is terrifying... the thought of being made to carry other men's children is just as bad. But worst of all is thinking of never feeling this good ever again... even if you weren't addicted to the aphrodisiac in the Japanese men's semen, you know you'd obey them for another chance to feel the mind-melting ecstasy of orgasming that hard...