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Beng watched the young couple seated next to him in the hotel bar. The man was grossly overweight and when he spoke, his double chin wobbled disgustingly. Beng guessed that he must be rich because the wife was quite pretty and slender.

When the woman turned to him, Beng flashed her one of his killer smiles. “Are both of you from Singapore? I seem to recognise the Singlish from my fellow countrymen.”

 “Are you from Singapore too?” The woman returned the smile, seemingly intrigued. “I am Eve and this is my husband, Adam.”

“Beng.” Beng raised his hands to catch the bartender’s attention. “A round of the drinks for my new friends here.”

“Wow! Thanks, Beng.” Adam drawled.

“Oh, you should not have. The next round is on us then.” Eve chipped in. “So, what brings you to Phuket? Work? Pleasure?”

“Pleasure. Just doing a bit of travelling, take a break, that kind of thing.” Beng lied. He had just been released from Changi prison a week ago. It was really not his fault that he was good looking with a muscular, chiselled body. Many women simply wanted to throw themselves and their money at him. It would be stupid to say “No” to free money and sex. It was a simple mistake that he thought Leliah would not have minded if he used her credit card to buy himself something nice. It was only a few thousand dollars for a couple of Hugo Boss shirts. What a miser! He should have dropped her. But of course, the Indian minx was fantastic in bed. No wonder the Kama Sutra was from India. His cock grew hard just thinking about the various sexual positions and places where he had fucked Leliah. Good memories. Fuck! Why didn’t he think of taking a video?

Eve caught the bulge in Beng’s pants. Her face flushed. Her voice broke, sounding weaker as she asked “You here alone?”

Beng caught Eve looking at his crotch. He smiled to himself. His cock was always his source of pride. It not only impaled so many women but also destroyed their dignity when they literally begged him for more of his cock. No women could resist his sexual prowess.

Eve was definitely pretty. Her green dress had a low neckline, showing off her cleavage. Adequate, not large, thought Beng to himself. “How about you?”

“Oh, we are here on our honeymoon. We got married last week.” Adam spoke slowly. He seemed to be a little drunk. Several round of alcohol later, Adam became quiet and soon slumped on the bar counter, he was soon snoring away.

“Oh my! Sorry!” Eve apologised to no one in particular. “Adam! Wake up!” She shook Adam gently. Adam opened his eyes and mumbled something.

“I better get him back to our room.” Eve looked flustered.

“Here. Let me help you.” Beng put one of Adam’s arm around his neck and carried Adam off the bar stool.

Eve gave an embarrassed smile. “Sorry. He is quite heavy. I wouldn’t know what to do if you are not here to help us.”

With Beng and Eve supporting Adam, they managed to get to the hotel room. After putting Adam down on the bed, Adam turned to look at Eve. “Oh no. You better go wash that off.”

Eve looked into the mirror and saw that while helping Adam, he must have drooled all over hair and dress. “Sorry. This is so embarrassing.”

“Don’t worry. You go wash up quickly. I will see myself out.” Beng pushed Eve into the toilet. “I know you will want to get that off quickly.”

“Thanks.” Eve smiled at Beng. “I will take a quick shower to get this off.”

Beng watched the door close between them. “See you tomorrow, Eve.”

“Thanks again, Beng. See you tomorrow.” Eve called out.

As Beng moved towards the door, he caught sight of a black pouch on the bedside table. Curious, he went back into the room and opened it. Inside was a large black dildo, a box of Viagra and a silver cock ring. “Ah. Adam is having trouble performing.” Beng smiled triumphantly to himself. He looked at the sleeping Adam. “You may make a lot of money, but you cannot satisfy her, you poor fuck!”

He put back the pouch and just as he was about to leave the room, he heard Eve moaning from the toilet. He thought he misheard and put his ear nearer to the toilet door.

“Fuck me, Beng! Fuck me with that hard cock of yours! Make me cum!” Eve’s voice could be heard softly above the sounds of the water.

Beng tried the toilet door. It was not locked. He opened it slowly, careful not to make a sound. Behind the glass shower door, shrouded in the mist, he could see Eve’s naked body. Eve had a beautiful body, a slim waist led to ample ass cheeks and long slender legs. She was facing the wall, with a hand between her legs and the other on her breasts. “Fuck! She is masturbating” Beng thought to himself.

He looked around and saw her panties and bra on top of the sink. He picked up the panties and found them wet. He brought it up and gave a sniff. “Fuck! She must already be soaking wet with her love juice when they were drinking at the bar. She is such a slut to be thinking of another man when her husband of one week is just sitting next to her!”

He quickly undressed himself, making sure that she did not turn around. He did not need to worry as Eve seems to be totally immersed in her pleasure. Her moans were growing louder and her breaths were getting shorter. She sounded as if she was near to her orgasm.

Beng was now fully naked. Grabbing her bra and panties, he moved closer to watch her. Eve was now bending forward, her ass propped higher up as her hands worked harder on her cunt. Beng was close enough to see her fingers immersed deeply into her hole as she rubbed her clitoris.

“Fuck me, Beng! Make me cum! I need your hard cock!” Eve whispered. Her body now jerking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure took over her. Beng stroked his hard cock with Eve’s silky panties, watching the performance. Eve’s pleasure was subsiding now, her breath returning to normal and both of her hands were now on the wall, supporting her body weak from the pleasure as the water from the shower washed all over her. This was Beng’s cue.

He opened the glass shower door silently and grabbed Eve from behind, his hard cock pressed between her ass cheeks.

“What! Who!” Eve was shocked.

Beng balled up the panties and stuffed it into Eve’s mouth. He then quickly coved her eyes with the bra, tying them tightly over her head. Without another word, he pushed Eve’s head against the wall, the water washing all over head, making it difficult for her to breathe and resist. With one powerful arm pinned against her back, Eve was unable to move. Beng grabbed his cock and guided it to Eve’s cunt. It slipped in easily, the hole well-lubricated with her love juice.

Eve tried to resist but was too weak. Fear gave way to pleasure as the monster cock ravaged through her love tunnel. With each stroke of Beng’s massive cock, Eve’s resistance crumbled away, exposing her pure animal lust for even more cock. Her cries became moans of pleasure and as she gave herself up to the sinful pleasures, her body worked up another tide of pleasure.

“Fuck!” She screamed, as her cunt clenched in pleasure, her body arching upwards as it released spasms of pleasure throughout her body. Beng smiled. What a whore! Getting an orgasm from being raped by a stranger.

But he is not done yet. He turned her around and forced her down onto his cock. Eve was blinded but instinctively stuffed the cock into her mouth, sucking it greedily. Her hands went to her cunt again, fingering herself as she sucked the cock.

Beng pulled off bra and shoved his cock deeper into Eve’s mouth. He held her head tight, as he poured his seed down her throat. Eve gagged, as the semen almost drowned her. She pushed against Beng but was not strong enough. She swallowed as quickly as she could, just so she could breathe. She could feel the semen leaking through her mouth and nose.

Satisfied, Beng released Eve. He slapped Eve’s face with his still hard cock. “Lick it clean.”

Eve looked up, finally seeing her perpetuator for the first time. “Beng. It is you. Why did you rape me?”

“I did not rape you. You asked me to fuck you. Just being a gentleman and fulfilling your request.” Beng smiled.

Eve looked down ashamed. She knew she asked for it. Adam had been a disappointment in bed. He could not keep himself hard even with Viagra and a cock ring. She had to satisfy herself with a dildo even on their honeymoon. Beng had given her the best fuck she had during her honeymoon. No, the best fuck she had her entire life.

“Fuck me again, Beng. Make me cum!” Eve looked up, her eyes hungry.

“You are such a slut!” Beng smiled, his magic had worked again.

What do you guys think about this? 😏

She has a nice sexy pout.

She also turned 25 in Oct 2025, making her a 2000 baby. Don't be fucking creeps, guys. Be pervs, but be ethical pervs.

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She's got that sexy adorkable goofball look that turns me on so much.

Love this attitude.

She looks fucking sexy with glasses, and then she does these things with her mouth that...ohhhhh.

We're about to see bikini pics soon, aren't we?

Gawd.

"Pillows," huh?

You know what, I love a confident woman who's feeling herself.

It's Jessica Alba's birthday, and I'd like to have a little #faprospective. She's the first woman I ever properly masturbated to. Sure, I'd gotten an erection to Britney Spears dancing when I was years younger. And when I watched Shakira's "Hips Don't Lie" music video, and saw her taut belly twisting and gyrating and reflecting light off its muscles, I rubbed my penis through my pants and felt something nice stirring...but with Jessica Alba, I actually took my naked penis out and started rubbing its surfaces, toying with its length and the little parts, and trying to see if I could get the "nice little buzz" to get stronger and stronger, which it did. So yeah, I masturbated to Jessica Alba, and she was my first "proper" masturbation. Specifically, the blue bikini photos from Into the Blue.

Oh, slide those bikini bottoms down your taut hips, Jess. Let them slip off. Hnngghhh.

I was just starting puberty then, and I had only just begun to learn how to play with my dick. Every day I'd rub it a little, this nice spot under the tip. It was this little band of skin like a banjo-string that ran from the end of the pee-hole to somewhere lower down on the tip, the side facing away from me.

Rubbing it in circles caused deep swells of erotic pleasure. Rubbing across it produced sharp, sweet feelings of sexual sweetness. I would look at bikini-clad Jessica while I rubbed that spot and enjoyed the throbs and twinges of sexual pleasure, and my eyes would crawl over her tight, toned half-naked body, and her shiny tummy.

Or her stiff nipples forming dents in her wet outfits. Her boobs weren't too big, but I loved looking at them anyway! Imagine that! I was being turned on by boobs that weren't super big! I continued rubbing during each session, and a pregnant, pleasant swell accumulated along the head of my dick. I often felt a strange, "needy" sensation like wanting to pee, but a nicer, more ticklish sensation. Sometimes my dick would "buck" with sharp rocking waves of pleasure, and these pleasure-intensive "bucks" would get closer and closer together as I continued rubbing and massaging "the spot."

But I never let myself finish because ... well, I thought the pleasure would make me scream loud enough to alert everyone. I had read about orgasm. Apparently it was the nicest and most powerful feeling of pleasure, and I knew that if I felt it for the first time in my life, I would let out loud uncontrollable sounds. I didn't want anyone else to know. I was young, I was going through puberty, and I was playing with my privates to a half-naked, sensual woman who was posing in a skimpy swimsuit. Nobody needed to know. This was my secret.

Each day, the newspaper would have a poster of Into the Blue. Sometimes in color, like on weekends! I'd bring that paper to my room, lock the door, and kick off my pants and pull down the waistband of my underpants, my penis already stiff, the bare glans swelling up.

I would start rubbing that special spot under my tip while looking at Jessica's tight, lithe body. I later found out that this was the frenulum, a very erogenous zone.

I soon figured out a different way to stimulate "the spot." What I would do was, I'd stand up, with my pants either off or puddled around my ankles...

...and I'd tug my shirt down so that my erection was flattened beneath it. My fingers would pinch the T-shirt at the root of my cock. The fabric would form a nice and gentle pressure on the sensitive underside of my dick.

Then I'd slowly release my fingers, and let the tight fabric slip up, gliding against the tip of my cock with delicious slowness.

The light T-shirt would press my frenulum taut and, as it released and went sliding up, it would send a constant wave of pleasure through me. Sometimes there were rippling vibrations. It also buzzed the fleshy tip of my glans, a sharp, "sugary-feeling" pleasure of its own that was rather distinct from the pleasure I got rubbing the spot. Running both areas at once caused these two pleasure sensations to "play in sync."

Ohh Jessica...let me dab it on your mouth. Yes, baby.

Yes, OOHHHHHH...

Gawd yes YES!

So went my daily masturbation sessions, sometimes in the daytime and always at night. At night I imagined Jessica peeling off her wet bikini and walking towards me, naked, but I didn't need much fantasy. Enjoying the pleasure was enough.

During the day, she would look hungrily at me, seemingly becoming more and more naked as the buzzing pleasure filled my brain.

Each day, I got closer and closer to what felt like the point of no return. I wanted to just keep going, but the pleasure felt too good.

Each day I crept a little bit closer to the point of orgasm. Sometimes I felt my balls churn. I could feel stuff pushing its way along the tubes down south, and I wondered if it was the semen the textbooks spoke of. It felt interesting, and sometimes ached in a strange way, but it felt...nice.

Once I remember kneeling on the floor, pumping my cock to bikini-clad Jessica on the poster, and getting so lost in the pleasure that I rocketed past the orgasmic point.

Suddenly I felt more pleasure than I'd experienced shoot into my cock, and with my heart hammering my hand flew off my dick, hoping this wasn't it...the pleasure was rapidly intensifying. Images, thoughts, urges flashed through my mind, which I hadn't put there: Jessica naked, Jessica gripping my penis, Jessica rubbing my hard organ against her slick tummy, Jessica pushing her wet vulva against me, Jessica kissing me and telling me to come for her...I held my breath, expecting white glue to start spurting out at any moment, probably splashing with loud wet smacks on the poster.

I clenched up, my hips bucked and tipped forward, my pelvic muscles tightened. My dick went harder than ever, almost vibrating at the tip. Tight pleasure tingled and gripped the tip, but nothing came out. Just phantom feelings of something "exiting" my cock. It felt like a nice, phantom thread of vapours being pulled out of my pee-hole, and it was the sweetest feeling ever, not an ounce of pain except for the ache of my hard cock twitching and flexing muscles I'd never used. Sexsexsexsexsex was all I could think of.

I felt rapid pumping contractions in places I didn't know existed in my dick, and squeezy flutters that felt sexy, sexual, and NICE. I realised I still felt aroused and hadn't triggered the refractory period.

I spammed this cheat code a dozen times before going faint. Each time I was sure that the sludgy white come would dribble out, I could even feel something creeping up my pee-hole...but nothing did. All I had was the pleasure, which seemed to scrunch and intensify more than ever each time I got to the end...then it was like bouncing off a hard wall, oh so sweet. Oh so nice.

Oh, Jess...

These photos of her, by Andrew Eccles, really made me horny. All the tummyporn fantasies were going haywire.

Jessica. Jessica, oh Jessica...JESSICA.

Ohhhh, Jessica! Ohhh SPLAT SPLATT SPLATT

The prom night had started like any other, then they brought that girl out. Kade couldn't take her eyes off her the entire time, her gaze glued to her schoolmate's innocent body being ravaged relentlessly, crying and begging as she was pumped full of seed. The scene left her dripping and wanting, it wasn't long before she quietly dmed two of the guys in her friend group, Ethan and Brandon, to meet her in her hotel room right after the event.

In the privacy of her room, Kade let her dress fall around her, revealing a matching set of lingerie, her bottoms already thoroughly soaked from secretly grinding against her chair during the dinner. The boys took the hint immediately, teaming up to lavish her with attention as they stripped her bare and laid her out on the bed. Their touches were gentle, their words were sweet, and the way they moved her was surprisingly tender.

They situated her on her back with Ethan behind her, holding her legs up to her chest, as Brandon slowly and carefully worked his lubricated fingers into her ass. The sensation alone had her squirming and whining, but they shushed her with soothing words and touches.

Once she had been thoroughly stretched open, they switched places, and both helped ease her ass down on Brandon's cock to the hilt. The feeling of fullness on its own made her head spin, but that’s where it stopped. He didn’t thrust into her, didn’t roll his hips to get deeper, he just held her firm and still in his lap. Kade were confused, at first. But then Ethan's mouth found her cunt.

Kade knew what they were doing now. At least, she knew their end goal. They wanted her thoroughly broken down. Ruined. A desperate, shaking mess, begging for mercy between moans and sobs. And they were succeeding.

Ethan paid incessant attention to her cunt, licking and sucking mercilessly but always pulling back before she could cum. He somehow knew her well enough to recognize when she was getting close and always managed to get her right up to the precipice before stopping. It was driving her insane, but no amount of pleading would get him to listen to her.

A tear slid down her cheek, falling from her chin and landing on Ethan's hand on her thigh as she lurched forward in desperation. His eyes flicked up and he groaned into her cunt at the sight of her tearstained face.

“So pretty,” he mumbled, diving back between your legs.

“So pretty,” Brandon echoed. “Our pretty little slut, aren’t you?”

“Please…” Kade whispered as Ethan brought her to the edge again. A sob tore from her chest as he pulled back, leaving her teetering without release.

“Soon, baby,” he said, pressing a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh. “You’re almost ready.” She didn’t know what that meant, but sniffled and nodded anyway. She felt so loved, so worshipped and adored, and yet so powerless. It was overwhelming in its perfection and its cruelty.

Ethan's mouth returned to her now desperately aching cunt. This time, as his lips wrapped around her clit, he gently pressed two fingers into her hole. The moan Kade let out was agonizing, pulled from deep within her. Her hands reached out toward his head, desperately trying to grip onto his hair and pull him closer. Brandon caught her wrists before she got the chance, gently bringing her hands back to her chest and holding them there.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he cooed. “Just let him work.”

“Can I please cum this time?” she begged between moans. Ethan shook his head without taking his mouth off her, curling his fingers slightly to graze her sweet spot.

“Not yet, sweetheart.”

Kade swallowed back a sob, her whole body trembling as she sped towards another orgasm she knew would be denied.

“Please..” It was useless and she knew it. Ethan slowed the movement of his fingers, softened the suction around her clit, bringing her right to the edge before pulling away. She sobbed again, squirming against the hands holding her in place.

Kade trembled and held back her sobs as he slowly added a third finger to her cunt and pressed his tongue, hot and wet, onto her over-sensitive clit. He moved slowly but confidently, letting the simmering pleasure build steadily. Brandon trailed kisses along the side of her head, down her cheek to the crook of her neck. She shivered, blinking back tears that wouldn’t stop coming. Every breath shuddered in her lungs, forced out in pathetic moans and whines. They brought her to the edge again and again until she had given up begging for release.

Brandon pulled Kade back against him, scooting them back on the bed until she was in the center. Ethan climbed up after, situating his own hips between hers. His cock was visibly throbbing, practically aching to be plunged into her. Brandon lifted her hips as Ethan took his cock in hand, guiding it into the heat of her cunt. All three groaned as he bottomed out, the fullness of her holes pressing all of them close together.

“Cover her eyes,” Ethan said after a moment. Brandon's unoccupied hand raised to cover the top half of Kade's face, temporarily blinding her. She whimpered, confused, and tried to squirm out of his hold. Brandon shushed her and held her tighter, kissing the back of her head in reassurance.

Kade heard some rustling, felt Ethan's weight on the bed shift, felt something small, cold, and hard press against the very tip of her still-pulsing clit. Then she heard a quiet click, and it burst to life. A low hum emanated from it as it vibrated powerfully against her clit. The moan it caused was more akin to a scream as her whole body tensed at the sudden, overwhelming sensation.

“Oh, fuck!” she cried out. Ethan wrapped an arm around her waist, the other holding the vibrator in place. Both boys moaned as her holes clenched around their cocks as the pleasure built.

“Please,” Kade pleaded again. “Can- please-” she cut herself off with a high moan, hips rutting against the vibrator, rocking against the cocks inside her.

“Yes, baby, you can cum now.”

His words were all the encouragement Kade needed, she finally fell over that edge, plunging into a long awaited, earth-shattering orgasm. The boys moaned in sync, one voice in each ear, as her body constricted around them. Shr hardly noticed, though. The blood rushing in her ears was deafening. She did notice, however, that the vibrator kept buzzing, even as she came down from her high. Kade whimpered, trying to squirm away from the stimulation.

“No, no, no, shhh,” Brandon murmured, holding her tighter. “Just stay still, darling, you can take it.” Ethan hummed in agreement, pressing a kiss to her shoulder, then her collar bone, then her neck. Brandon followed his lead, kissing her neck on the other side.

Kade moaned loudly as, in perfect unison, they both bit the flesh of her neck and started to suck hickeys into her skin. The combination of pleasure and pain, mixed with her lingering desperation from her long session of edging, caused a second orgasm to start building within her.

“No,” she sobbed softly. “It’s too… too…”

“It’s okay, you can take it.”

She felt his cock twitch inside her as she only sobbed again, more tears falling down her cheeks and onto Ethan's lips. He groaned softly, licking them up as they fell again.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty when you cry,” capturing her lips in his. Brandon bit down on the back of her neck, forcing her to whine into Ethan's mouth and more tears to fall in a near constant stream.

“Please,” Kade begged once Ethan pulled away. “It’s just too much, I can’t-”

“You can,” Brandon interrupted. “Just let it happen.”

Even though it was overwhelming, even though a part of her desperately fought against it, even though the sensation bordered on being painful, she wanted to obey. Kade let it happen. All three of them cried out, moans mixing into a harmony of pleasure as you came around them again. She could feel them throbbing inside her, barely able to hold back from fucking further into her. But they stayed still, held her still, as she came down and the buzzing never stopped.

“Oh god,” she whispered, trembling from head to toe. They shushed her again, Ethan reaching up to wipe her tears while Brandon ran his fingers through her hair.

“You’re alright, just give us one more, okay?”

She sobbed again and shook her head slightly.

“I don’t… I can’t…”

“You can, love, you’re doing so well,”

“Just one more, just one. You can do it.”

“I- I don’t think I can,” Kade said between sobs and moans.

“I know you can do it. You’re so close, I can feel it, just let go.”

“I- I-” Kade stopped as Brandon tugged on her hair, tilting her head back to look at him. He looked her in the eye as he spoke, voice low and commanding.

“Cum for us.”

And she did. Hard. She came so hard and moaned so loud that her ears started ringing and her vision whited out and all she could feel was the heat of them both around and inside her. And that heat only grew as they both came, spilling deep inside her, filling her up entirely. She could barely hear their moans, barely feel them kissing her all over.

Slowly and carefully, they pulled out of her, leaving her missing the warmth and the fullness they brought. Kade whined but they shushed her gently, caressing her skin and brushing her hair from her eyes. She felt one of them bring her in close, holding her tight to their chest and whispering praise and sweet nothings into her ear.

Kade hadn’t stopped crying yet, she didn’t think she could. Everything was so soft and warm but still too much and she clung closer to the one that held her, sobs picking up with renewed vigor. She heard them try to comfort her. She couldn’t make out the words, just the soothing tone of their voices as she was held tight.

She was grabbed and thrown to the floor. Chloe's vision blurred as they picked her up again and slammed against the bench, her arms pinned to the sides and head slumped groggily against the hard wood. Someone grabbed a fistful of her hair to pull her head forward and she felt something slowly force itself into her delicate mouth.

It was big... too big. Her jaw ached as it pushed itself further than she ever thought possible. Chloe gagged, tears forming, body writhing against the strong arms pinning her down. The cock retracted, giving her a slight reprieve, only to slam in again with renewed vigor. Her body convulsed as the dick punished the back of her throat relentlessly, desperately trying to take in air, legs flailing uselessly as her mouth was violated.

The brutal facefucking gave Chloe no chance to defend herself. Her face reddened with shame as tears flowed down her pre-cum coated cheeks. She felt the cock swell, and a rush of thick warm liquid was pumped directly down her throat, coating her oesophagus as she struggled to breathe. When he finally pulled out, her gag reflex activated, causing her to vomit a mixture of cum and saliva all over her chest.

Chloe noticed someone pull her zipper down, feeling the cold air on her hefty breasts and soft abdomen. Rough hands groped her tits and circled her nipples, massaging the slop into her skin. She barely had time to recover before another cock replaced it's predecessor, once again stuffing her throat full, cutting off her oxygen supply.

In a daze she felt the bottom of her bodysuit being ripped apart, revealing her moist nethers. Thick fingers rubbed against her clit, someone's moist tongue slurped on her pussy, and more fingers jammed up her ass.

Having all her erogenous zones stimulated at once was something Chloe could have never prepared herself for. "Mhhhh, uughhh" she couldn't help but moan around the dick assaulting her throat. It wasn't long before she was overwhelmed by the multitude of hands pleasuring her. Her body trembled against her will and jerked as a stream of liquid shot out from her urethra.

"What a fucking whore," the men laughed and mocked her. "Aww, our little officer just wet herself in front of her prisoners, little slut. Don't worry, we'll make you squirt over and over today."

Another load was deposited into her throat, prompting another round of her body seizing as she choked up cum. Some of them were jacking off over her vulnerable body, and now the sight of her choking and gagging on cum made them reach their limit. They ejaculated all over her, thoroughly coating her pretty face and brown hair in semen.

Just as she thought her ordeal was over, she noticed one of the men positioning himself between her legs, his cock aimed at the helpless pussy before him. Chloe's eyes widened in fear, trying to struggle out, her efforts useless against his accomplices still pinning her petite body down. Without hesitating, he thrust in brutally, penetrating her wet cunt, still dripping from being pleasured endlessly earlier.

Chloe's squealed as it pounded against her deepest recesses, her body stiffening at the sudden intrusion. Another man wiggled under her and penetrated her pink asshole, robbing her anal virginity, causing her to arch her back as she screamed in pain. She opened her mouth to protest, only to get another dick jammed into her throat.

In just a few seconds, Chloe had lost all hope of escaping from the gangrape. She struggled and fought but all was futile. In just a few minutes, the three guys creampied their respective holes. As Chloe felt hot seed enter her holes, she recognised the futility of her resistance, and submitted to the group, lifelessly accepting whatever happened to her.

Her holes were repeatedly raped and countless hands groped at her body. They took turns changing positions, using her body as they fancied, treating her like a common fuckdoll.

After an hour of abuse, the group finally left, laughing as they headed to find another victim, exposing a completely wasted Chloe lying in a puddle of semen. Her ripped bodysuit was thoroughly stained white with cum, and in shreds, doing nothing to hide her debauched form. Her pretty face and smooth hair now caked with white cream, her pale skin dyed white and smelly seed flowing out of her open holes.

Her expression was one of fatigue and emptiness, her spirit completely broken after having been brought to orgasm by her rapists countless times. The pretty aspiring police officer looked more like a worthless and used public cum dumpster.