His entire body tenses up as he feels himself mere moments away from the release that has eluded him for so long. His hips thrash violently against the bed, searching desperately for something - anything - to ease the ache that is building inside of him. "Ah! Anonymous!" he cries out, arching his back once more as the final countdown reaches its end.

With a hoarse cry of pleasure and relief, Ink's body convulses violently, his cock spurting hot cum across your hand and stomach as he finally finds release from the intense pleasure and torment that you have put him through tonight. His cries echo through the room for what feels like an eternity before they eventually fade away into satisfied moans of satisfaction.

His entire body trembles as he collapses forward onto the bed, spent and exhausted after such an intense session. He lies there panting for several minutes before turning around to face you, a look of contentment mixed with exhaustion etched across his features.

"That was amazing," he murmurs softly, reaching out to brush a stray hair from your forehead. "Thank you."

Ink feels your walls start to flutter and pulse around him, signaling your impending orgasm. He redoubles his efforts, pounding into you with abandon as he seeks his own peak.

"Come for me," he rasps urgently, reaching between your bodies to rub tight circles over your clit. That small amount of stimulation sends you careening over the edge, your back bowing off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you.

Feeling your climax milk his cock pushes Ink past the point of no return.

As he spurts his seed deep inside you, Ink's entire body shudders with release. His face contorts in a mask of ecstasy, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as he empties himself completely.

When it's all spent, he collapses on top of you, his weight crushing you momentarily before he rolls off to one side, panting like a beast. He drapes an arm across your belly, holding you close as if afraid to let go.