Neither does an asshole.

"Fine. I was trying to do you a favor, but if you don't want to lube me up, have it your way. Turn around," the guard ordered.

Amanda pivoted on her knees and supported herself on all fours. She looked over her shoulder to see the security guard sliding his drool-drenched cock up and down her ass crack. Amanda realized helplessly that from this position, her luscious, heart-shaped ass was offered unprotected to her captor. She bit her lip as she waited in dread for the familiar, unpleasant distension of her pussy.

But the security guard has something even worse in mind. He stopped gliding his slippery, fat dick over Amanda's buttcrack only to position it at the puckered entrance of her rectum. Amanda's eyes widened in horror as she watched the monstrous fuckrod invade her asshole. The giant, bullet-shaped head stretched her tiny hole wide before the guard wedged it fully inside. He grabbed hold of her hips and immediately began pushing the whole length of his rock-hard manmeat inside her.

"Wait, what are you do-- AGH!" Amanda's head jerked up in pain as the stabbing sensation leapt up her spine. Her arms turned to jelly and she collapsed to the ground, propped up only on her knees. Her long blond hair cascaded in a disheveled pool on the ground. She cradled her face in her hands, sobbing convulsively as the guard took an eternity to penetrate her inch by burning inch.

Eventually, she felt his swinging balls bump against her pussy. The guard had violated as much of her anal canal as he could reach. Then she gasped as she felt him withdraw with the same deliberate pace.

"This will go easier if you open up your ass for me," grunted the guard. "But either way works for me."

Whimpering, Amanda reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks apart. Her pretty face and pillowy young tits were pressed to the floor now, but it was worth it. The discomfort in her colon subsided, and her ragged breathing become more regular. She only wished now that she had slobbered over his cock even more.

"Sway those hips, baby," ordered the security guard with a sleazy grin. He loosened his grip on her waist.

Amanda squealed in refusal. She was just getting acclimated to the torment, and didn't want to rock the boat.

"Do it!" snarled the guard. He slapped her creamy asscheek.

Reluctantly, Amanda complied. She wiggled her hips slowly, first to the left, then the right. Sparks of electricity emanated from the stiff member lodged inside her. Tears pulled streaks of mascara down her cheeks.

"Great, now fuck back at me." The guard placed his hands on his hips and waited expectantly.

Without the guard holding her up, Amanda slumped prostrate to the ground, though still skewered on the guard's phallus. She still needed her hands to keep her asscheeks apart. She emitting high-pitched grunts as she shimmied around and struggled to support herself on her knees. Once she was finally in place, she used her toned thighs to rock backwards, sliding her anal tract around the guard's cock.

"Oh yeah, baby, that's it. Keep going!" urged the guard.

Groaning, Amanda leaned forward, then pushed back again. She started slowly at first, but worked herself up to a good rhythm. She rocked back and forth, holding her own asshole open and pumping it up and down like a masturbatory aid over her tormentor's phallus. She had become fully complicit in her own degradation.

"Please mister, I've learned my lesson. I won't ever steal again. Just let me go?" Amanda whined pathetically. The guard just grunted, enjoying the stroking sensation engulfing his cock.

Amanda rationalized that her situation wasn't that bad. It wasn't all too different from the handjobs and blowjobs she had given in the backseats of cars. She would suck a guy off to avoid a worse situation, like getting anally ****. Now, she had to use her ass to avoid going to jail. She clenched her teeth and pistoned her ass back at full throttle.

"Please, just... just cum in me. Cum in my ass, " Amanda wailed, nearly **** in humiliation.