Pretending to be a journalist for an online article, I lured a girl who constantly posted suicidal thoughts on social media into a hotel—and ended up fucking her hard. Of course, I was more than eager to use her. As we talked, she kept saying things like "I want to die quickly" and "I don't care about the future," as if she had completely given up on life. So I jokingly said, "If you don't care, why don't you take off your clothes?" To my shock, she actually did. It felt kind of wrong, but maybe she accepted it as just another form of self-harm. If that's true, then it should be fine to shoot a video of her in the most humiliating, death-desiring state, right? I tied her limbs tightly in a full-body erotic bondage suit only a pervert would wear, gagged her mouth until saliva drooled out messily. I coated her entire body in oil, played with her nipples and pussy, and kept a strong vibrator pressed against her hypersensitive clit—she started moaning, "Nnngg... nnngg... huuu... oooohhh... aaaaahhh," completely drowning in pleasure. I shoved my hard cock deep into her throat, thrusting in and out, occasionally choking her, even suspending her by the neck with rope while she kept sucking. Her throat clenched tightly around my cock, making it feel incredibly good. Her pussy wasn't very tight, so I intermittently choked her and slapped her face to increase vaginal pressure, but it still wasn't enough—so I finally fucked her bareback. Later, a male friend joined in, and the two of us pounded her cervix hard, grinding our meaty cocks against her vaginal walls... until we both erupted thick, creamy cum deep inside her womb! The final blow: a massive facial cum shot! I drenched her face in sticky semen, completely dominating her. Maybe the real social contribution is turning girls who babble about wanting to die into nothing more than sex toys. Don't you feel the same way?