Cleanup in the changing rooms

"FUUUUUUCK MMMMEEEEE!!!" Layla cried in ecstasy as Terri's slippery crown forced its way through her tiny hole, making Terri grin in satisfaction as she bore down on the stacked blonde.

It was clear as the first thick inches slipped into Layla's bung that she was no anal virgin! Her body language showed no hesitation at all, rather her bouncing and teasing cheeks belied a burning desire to get as much of Terri's fucklog in her booty as possible!

“You gonna stuff every fucking inch of that huge fucking cock inside my tight little asshole?” Layla asked as she looked over her shoulder at Terri, her innocent tone contrasting lewdly with the pure fucklust expression on her face. “Fill me full of it, huh?”

Terri growled as she answered by taking hold of Layla's waist and slowly working the first half of her humongous tool into the sales assistant's booty, a task made much easier by the juices that continually gushed from her overstimulated snatch and had previously lubed up the invading shaft. She moaned lewdly and her colossal, jizz-soaked juggs splayed out against the wall like overfilled waterballloons as she pushed her ass up, allowing Terri the perfect angle to saw even more of her length inside.

As he watched from his oddly incorporeal viewpoint, Terry knew that despite the load he'd just coated Layla with, he would have lost it right there if he were in the pilot's seat now. The burning look of nasty, desperate fucklust on Layla's face would have had his balls unstoppably churning and hosing more thick seed into her bowels before he could get more than half of his length into her.

The effect on Terri, however, was a total no-sell. Terry may have found himself in the costume, but Terri was the superhero it was made for; her lip curled up into a snarl as she grabbed Layla's little waist with both hands and rammed a couple of inches deeper into her.

"SLUT!" She growled, the thrust making Layla yelp in pleasure before pulling her shaft back out again. “Fucking whore!” She spat again, adding more inches into the blonde again with the last word. ".....I'll make you....take every....last.....fucking......INCH!". The words were interjected by back-and-forth movements of Terry's hips, teasing the stacked assistant with six-inch-long thrusts that put just over half of her length into her ass at once. The final word was accompanied by a savage forward thrust that cannoned the remaining 12 inches of throbbing fucktool into Layla's bowels.

The cockhungry blonde's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she was stuffed deeper than ever before, her mouth hanging open as words failed to form on her lips. Not quite satisfied, Terri moved her his hips forward more still and pressed up against Layla from behind, trapping her as tightly against the wall as her huge tits would allow. She could hear every lustful moan and horny whimper that flowed past the slut's plump lips in response to the giant fuckpiece in her ass. "Fuck me! Please fuck me! I need you to stuff my ass with your fat fucking cock!!

With no warning, Terri's suddenly unleashed a brutal flurry of thrusts on the anal-slut's ass, piledriving her brawny tool in and out of her ringpiece so forcefully it made the stacked blonde's pussy explode in a chaotic torrent of girlcum.

“YES FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MY ASS! FUCKMYASSSSSS!” Layla yelled as Terri gave her the most intense anal stuffing of her life, pushing her to orgasm after orgasm and making her cunt spray out so much foaming nectar that it resembled a waterfall.

“OH GODFUCKME! YES!! HARDER! FUCK MY SLUTTY ANAL WHORE ASS WITH YOUR FUCKING MONSTERDOOOOOOONNNNNG!” the stacked sales assistant begged, her eyes rolling back as she came again and again from Terri's mercliess thrusts.

Barely a minute's ravaging Layla's tight ass was all it took to bring Terri to the brink again, and she cried out with a loud ‘FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!’ as she slammed into Layla with enough force to make the cubicle wall shake. The tip of Terri's cock flared deep in Layla as a plume of thick, creamy semen barrelled out, and she kissed the stacked sales assistant as thick seed flooded her bowels. Their lips remained locked together for a few long moments as Terri's balls throbbed and bucked between Layla's thighs, depositing every last drop of their contents in the dickhungry brunette.

When her orgasm was finally over, Terri pulled her cock back out of Layla's stretched bung in one smooth motion, causing an avalanche of spunk to pour out after it. With her main support gone and her knees too weak to hold her weight, Layla slid down the wall and collapsed to the floor amid the puddle of jizz, a goofy, dumbstruck look on her face.

“Amateur” Terri scoffed as she looked down at the recumbent brunette with a smirk, grabbing the few items of clothes that Terry had brought in and slipping them back on.

“Ca- call me?” Layla asked woozily as she twisted around in the puddle of spunk to look up at the dressing Terri, her eyes barely able to focus. She reached in and fumbled for something in her cleavage for a moment before pulling out her phone “Ph-phone. Here...” she offered, holding the handset out unsteadily.

“Sure. Why not?” Terri said with a smile as she took the phone and tapped her number in, taking a selfie of her dick to add to the contact for good measure “You can be some more practice for Terry!”

Her own phone buzzed in her purse when she called to confirm the number, and she tossed it back onto Layla's tits as she spun on her heels and made to leave.

“Seeya soon, slut!”