He wants a blowjob

"Come here and suck my cock," Bobby orders you. You push the guard off you, who lets out a disgruntled moan, and crawl on all fours towards your partner. You take hold of his cock and hungrily plunge it into your mouth. When you start bobbing your head you can taste your own ass. Normally this would put you off, but in your sex-crazed state you are loving it. With one hand you start fondling his balls, while your other hand sneaks down to your pussy and you start rubbing your clit. From the corner of your eyes you can see the guard look on with interest as he jerks off.

Bobby grabs hold of your hair and starts to fuck your face. He's very rough as he forcefully holds your head in place and humps your mouth. At one point he jams his cock down your throat, cutting off your breathing, and holds it there until you can't hold it anymore. When he finally let's you go and you're panicky inhaling big gulps of air, while still rubbing your clit, you feel the strands of spit coating your breasts. As you massage the spit into your breasts with the hand that has let go of his balls, Bobby again enters your mouth and resumes his throat fucking.

"Goddammit, you're a dirty fucking whore, aren't you," Bobby asks you. He pulls your hair painfully until you let his cock plop out of your mouth and pivot your head backwards. "I said; aren't you?"

You start furiously masturbating. "Yes, I am," you answer him, "I'm a dirty fucking whore." He grins down at you and slaps you in the face with his dick. "You want this cock, don't you?"

"I want that cock so bad," you say. "I want to taste that cock, and feel it inside me. I want it to spew it's load all over me and cover my face." You've moved both your hands down to you pussy and are now both rubbing your clit and plunging your fingers up your vagina. Bobby is rubbing his hard man meat on your face, while holding your head steady in it's awkward bend-backwards position. "You're nothing but a cheap slut," he says.

"I'm a cheap slut," you parrot him, masturbating with wild abandon. "I'll fuck anyone or anything. All I want is cock." You can smell Bobby's manly scent as he rubs his penis over your face. You can feel the trails it leaves all over you. "All I need is cock. Goddammit, fuck me! I'm a slut, I'm your slut. I'm your dirty fucking whore!"

You were yelling as the waves of orgasm wash over you. Bobby looks down with a satisfied grin as he watches you thrash and buck against your hands. You try to rub your face against his cock, but find it difficult to do because of Bobby's iron grip on your hair. When you come down from your orgasm, your partner pulls your head more back again. "Open up," he says. You comply, thinking he's going to put his dick back in your mouth.

Instead he snorts to collect snot in his mouth and spits in your open mouth. You relish in the depravity and creamy taste, and swirl it around a couple of times before you swallow. Now Bobby is ready to resume. He pushes his cock between your lips and starts roughly fucking your face. It only takes him a couple of hard thrust before he forces his cock down you throat and you can feel him spewing his load while you struggle to breath. When he finally lets go and you're gasping for air, strands of cum and saliva falling down your body, Bobby rubs his dick through your hair to clean it.

When you try to get back up, you are instead pushed down on all fours. The guard has snuck up on you and without ceremony he jams his cock up your ass. You yell out in surprise and pain, but let the guard start humping you hard. Your partner moves to his pile of clothes, takes something out of his pants pocket and shoves it into the guards mouth.

While your partner gets dressed you gradually notice the guard's humping slow down, before he falls over onto you. Being pressed down by the body weight, you hear snoring coming from the guard. The fully dressed Bobby rolls him off you and starts to dress him in his uniform. You watch while lazily rubbing your clit. When the guard is fully dressed, except for the still rock hard and wet cock poking up through his fly, Bobby stops and seems deep in thought. He sighs deeply, takes a hold of the cock and pushes it down the guards pants before zipping up.

Bobby gathers your clothes and pulls you, still naked, by the hand away from the guard.