Setsun can't take it anymore. The drug in his system made each one of the man's thrusts feel amazing, and the stimulation was finally too much. He came again, this time more powerfully than ever, thick ropes of white coming up to coat his chest. The gripping of his muscles only get more powerful, and stays there, as the orgasm does little to abate his drug induced lust. "More, more, moore . . ." he moans loudly.