No end in sight

The words kept resonating inside her head, ‘Oh god, oh god, oh god…’ as the room was filled with the sound of this man pounding into her, his body smacking against hers over and over again. The **** of his fucking caused her to stand on her tiptoes, her hands hitting against the sides of the stall, finding the top of one side and gripping on tight, holding on for dear life as her poor little pussy was smashed.

Continuing to keep her eyes shut, one leg stretched into the air resting on the shoulder of the brute, his big palms clutching her hip and back as he pounded into her, all the while growling into her ear. Hearing his nasty words, not understanding the exact meaning as he didn’t speak English, while hearing the room cheering and goading him on, and feeling the cum and that nasty glob of spit dripping down her face and onto her upper body, her body shuddering violently with each thrust.

Hearing her own increasing loud moans over all of this added further to her embarrassment, as not only did she have to accept to herself that she found some perverse pleasure in all of this, it was perfectly clear to the entire room too. She had cum repeatedly and as this brute was pounding her cum and spit soaked body her pleasure was once more ascending.

“Wha-“ she gasped, eyes snapping open, as he suddenly slowed down, grabbing her head with one of his big hands, fingers pushing into her cheeks as he stared into her eyes, a nasty grin on his lips as he hurled husky words at her, slapping her a couple of times across the face with his large palm. “Nnnhh, no…” she groaned as he **** her mouth open and gathered up another mouthful of spit, this time launching it straight into her mouth, and despite the degradation and humiliation she felt and how she wanted to hate it, her entire body quivered and her pussy clenched around his cock.

Now, she had always enjoyed a good hard pounding, but she had always been in control and it had never been the unrelenting experience that she felt now, one guy replacing the last and one of the three men now helping himself for seconds, making this in essence a fourth continuous fuck, and this big man was proving one very good fuck all by himself. This was something different, unlike anything she had ever imagined and even as she kept repeating that she really shouldn’t like this she felt her body contracting and legs start quivering as she came, hard!

“Aaiiieee!” her cry filled the room and even as her body was still trembling in orgasm she was pulled away from the cubicle again, one hand keeping a firm hold on the top for a short moment before she felt her body lifted around and her knees ended up on the floor, the brute snapping her head back with a firm hold of her ponytail.

He grunted something as he towered over her, smacking his swollen, throbbing cock - covered in her own juices - against her lips and face, before stroking it a couple of times, hot white cum exploding from the tip and adding to the remnants of the two loads already on her face.

He groaned loudly and countless more voices fill the room, cheering him on or calling her every nasty name in the book and some in languages unknown to her, but all Jessica seemed to hear was her own labored panting as she squinted her eyes and flinched at the **** of which the hot, gooey cum hit her face, some entering her open mouth but most covering her beautiful face.

Even before the brute had finished squeezing the last drops out and aiming it at her face by shaking his cock, she felt hands take hold of her hips and pull her back, making her drop onto her hands as her ass was raised and another hard cock was unceremoniously pushed between her soaking wet folds.

“Ah!” she moaned, and through her squinting eyes she saw several new sets of feet appearing before her.