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Completely exhausted, Max laid on the sofa. Her curls were plastered to her sweaty face and her eyes spun. The combination of constant horniness and the unfamiliar **** was starting to wear her out and her breathing became difficult. Her asshole was still slightly open from the violent fuck and sperm ran out, but slowly her sphincter contracted again. She moaned as her mind wandered once more to the performance she was about to perform, blushing deeply with embarrassment beneath her hair, which covered most of her face. Her ample tits hurt from the old man's rough treatment, her butt hurt even more, but what brought tears to her eyes was her injured pride.

Normally her genes made her a sex-obsessed wildcat who instinctively and animalistically took what she wanted and Max was secretly proud that she managed to be so dominant and violent during sex that it was almost like that she fucked the guys even when she was outnumbered. But today was different. Today it was used. She was humiliated, degraded and fucked. And she loved it. There was still a long way to go before she would be able to cum, but she could already feel the monstrous orgasm building up in her stomach. Her dirty thoughts and submissive behaviour played her part. This orgasm would be breathtaking, it would eclipse anything she had experienced before, she knew that and the knowledge made her tremble with excitement. She just hoped that the old man wouldn't stop beating her up... Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a hand that roughly grabbed her curls.

Her head snapped up and she looked Grandpa straight in the face. Her eyes widened in surprise when she realized he didn't look the least bit exhausted. He breathed very calmly and looked her in the eyes for a moment.

Then he started to speak: "Well, you little fuck bitch! You liked that, didn't you? To get your bitch ass really pulled through again! You need that, you depraved fuck piece! You wanted it in your cunt? You'll get that soon! But first you clean up here again!” With these words he pushed her head down into his crotch. His penis was now limp and shriveled, and he managed to shove his entire member into her mouth.

Max wrinkled her nose. Getting a limp, soft cock in her mouth that was still stuck deep in her ass and tasted accordingly was not one of her favorite erotic fantasies, to say the least. But the humiliation felt as a result did the rest. She felt her pussy throb again and her heart start beating faster. She began sucking the soft cock in her mouth with devotion. She licked him clean, erasing all traces of the ass fuck, she gently kissed his balls and she gently nibbled on his glans, never breaking eye contact. She quickly felt life coming back to the limp cock. He started throbbing in her mouth and slowly sat up. Max allowed himself a small smile at the achievement.

The old man grunted with pleasure. He was sure: This is what heaven felt like. He thanked God for sending him this wet sex dream. He knew there were few in all of Seattle who deserved something less than he did, but he couldn't have cared less. He looked down at her. Damn, was this girl pretty! Full lips, a delicate nose, dark, full curls. But her eyes were the best. So dark and deep. They fascinated him as they submissively looked up at him from below while the little bitch blew his cock hard again. For some reason he had a feeling there was more to those eyes than a cheap ghetto whore. She seemed highly intelligent and very proud, not so jaded and dumb as the sluts he usually picked up from one of Seattle's numerous street gangs.

These beings had shot their brains out with cheap **** a long time ago and fucking them was little different than fucking a sex doll. There was no life in them, no fighting spirit, they just lay there emotionless and let him have his way, life in the ghettos with clients, hunger and beating pimps had completely eaten up their souls. This little Latina whore was completely different. She was an inscrutable mixture of willing and repellent. On the one hand, she wasn't willing to give herself to him without a fight, on the other hand, she turned on being dominated. He knew for some reason she was one of those girls who would let anything do it, enjoy it, and then when it was all over, crouch in a corner crying her eyes out with embarrassment. These considerations made his bar even harder. It was far more satisfying to break up and subdue an intelligent, proud girl than one of those lifeless zombie prostitutes.

He pushed those thoughts away. The little one finished sucking him, she let his cockhead pop out between her lips one last time, smacking loudly, then she sat up and sat on her heels. With one hand she slowly stroked his cock while she watched him with a mixture of pride at the accomplishment and heated anticipation of what was to come. A grin spread across his face and he reached out to brush a few strands of hair away from her face and pat her on the cheek like a proud grandpa would his granddaughter after a great feat.

"Brave Latina mattress!" he grunted, "You liked that, huh, you fucker?" Then his expression suddenly changed: The grin vanished, his hand shot down and he grabbed her throat tightly. Max's eyes widened in surprise. He sat up and pulled Max with him, then spun around and used the momentum to throw her back onto the sofa with one hand. She landed roughly on her back. The old man admired the sight. Her pretty face, strands of hair still clinging to it, she looked exhausted, but her eyes were on fire with lust. Then her breasts, they were still glistening with a mixture of her spit, her angelic sweat and the cum that had accumulated there over the day and they were bouncing seductively from the momentum with which he had thrown them onto the sofa. His eyes slid down over her tight, toned stomach between her long, slender legs that were spread slightly, towards her pussy. She was completely clean-shaven, not the smallest stubble disturbed the picture and she shone wet. The swollen lips were slightly parted and her throbbing clit was prominent. He licked his lips greedily.

"So, you horny Latina cunt," he hissed, "Now I'm going to fuck your cunt! That's what you wanted the whole time! Now you'll get what you want, you cheap slut!” With that, he grabbed her ankles and pulled them wide apart, exposing her pussy so completely. Then he placed his glans at her wet entrance, but instead of pushing it in, he stroked her furrow up and down and began gently stimulating her clit. Max was shaking with excitement. Groaning, she tossed her head back and forth.

"Please!", she gasped, "Please, you lousy pig! Stop teasing me and finally fuck me! I want to feel your fat cock in my pussy! GO, FUCK ME!”

The old man grinned, started again and thrust. With the first thrust, he slid two-thirds into her. He couldn't breathe for a moment: it was so tight and so wet! Max also enjoyed the long-awaited stimulation. Her back arched into a hollow back, she threw her head back and her mouth moved without making a sound. The old man grinned at these renewed signs that she was enjoying the fuck as much as he was. He let go of her ankles, braced himself on either side of her, and began fucking her in long, hard thrusts. Suddenly Max found her voice again and she cried out her lust loudly:

"Oh yes... Oh yes... Fuck me moan... you horny, ooooh old goat.... groan get me... I'm your nnngh bitch haaaaah... fuck me HARDER!!!”

Spurred on by her screams, the old man increased the frequency and power of his thrusts and grabbed her throat again. He squeezed lightly and let her feel his dominance. Max surrendered completely to the lust that raged through her body in waves. She moaned and gasped, her feet tapping in the air behind the old man to the beat of his thrusts. One of her hands wandered down her stomach to her pleasure bud and she began jerking off wildly. The monster orgasm was within reach. She crossed her ankles behind Grandpa's back to pull him deeper into her. Her other hand settled on her tits and began alternately twisting and pinching her nipples. Her breathing got faster and her screams got louder.

The old man groaned. He felt her getting closer to her orgasm and redoubled his efforts. He really wanted her to come. That would be burned into her memory forever. He began again to humiliate her with every swear word he could think of as he squeezed his hand tighter and tighter on her throat. Max looked at him. The shortness of breath, the insults, the heat, the **** and the sex brought her to orgasm. The first world A **** she had never felt hit her and shook her. An ear-splitting scream escaped her lips as every single fiber of her body spasmed. Her pussy started milking him and she clung to him. The contractions of her cunt were too much for him too and he came. He thrust one last time and then began to cum deep inside her, cumming all over her cunt. She felt spurt after spurt of potent semen rushing into her unprotected pussy and the certainty of having been mated intensified her orgasm. Then, at some point, he was done. He freed himself with surprising strength from her convulsively clenched thighs and pushed her off the sofa. Still being shaken by the violent waves, Max couldn't resist and fell on all fours in front of the couch. Groaning, the old man fell onto the empty cushions and breathed for a moment, while Max sat there trembling