One at each end

"I got her mouth!" the tallest said.

"Well I'm gonna do her cunt," the shortest replied.

"What about you, Tony?" Chet asked, but Tony just shook his head and covered his dick.

"There isn't any room."

"You can do my asshole!" Bria offered cheerfully, surprising herself. Wow, she thought, I must really be deep in character.

Tony shook his head. "No room," he mumbled, and Bria realized he was afraid of touching the others.

"Not a problem, Tony," Chet told him, looking like he was thinking of clapping him on the shoulder, but reconsidering at the last moment. "We'll do her next."

Bria nodded, smiled, and got to work. With one guy at her front and another at her back she practically bounced back and forth. They were trepiditious at first, but she gave an enthusiastic performance, and nervous or not the two guys blew their wads in no time.

Chet frowned a bit at their speed, shaking his head but digging out the big cock she remembered.

"You were going to do my pussy?" she asked him, all wide-eyes as she licked her lips.

"And you're gonna cum," Chet promised. "Just like every single time I fucked you out where anyone could see you."

Tony went to her mouth, covering himself until he was at her face. The other two panted, tucking away their dicks, but seemed to have lost some of their nervousness as they used their phones to record the fuck like Chet had recorded theirs.

"So Bria, how many guys have you fucked since you started hooking?" Chet asked, but Bria's mouth was already occupied with Tony's modest prick. He didn't seem to be looking for her to answer anyway, and answered his own question.

"I bet you do at least a dozen a night. Probably a month's worth so far, so I guess that's at least three hundred." He rubbed his dick against her cunt with its slick white coating, sperm dripping out.

"That's probably as many as you did in high school, I guess." he continued, smacking his prick against her clit.

Bria couldn't help but jerk a little, feeling a jolt as he touched her, his words arousing her somehow. She knew she didn't get off on humiliation, she couldn't possibly, but yet...

Chet's dickhead stopped slapping her and pressed against her sloppy hole, pushing its way in with little effort, the leavings of her past fuckers making entry easy. He sank his thickness all the way in with a single shove, drawing a groan from her that wasn't entirely discomfort.

"So many boys fucked this cunt, did you cum each time?" he asked, drawing out so he could push it home again. "Did you cum when you fucked all those beauty contest judges so you could win? I have to wonder; if you hadn't fucked them how soon would you have been eliminated?"

Bria protested, her words lost against the dick in her mouth. Tony hadn't picked up any confidence by having her mouth on his cock. He kept his hands away from her cum-stained hair and let her do all the work.

Chet's pace picked up pace, his long strokes turning into bruising slams as he reached forward to maul her full young breasts.

"Do you know, I bet someone's probably watching from that old-age home," he said as he leaned over her. "Some old pensioner's probably getting the show of his life, maybe even calling his buddies over to watch a young whore getting her cheap cunt used."

Bria moaned, the bashing of his cock, his complete disregard for her pleasure and the words he was uttering turning her on. The quicker and harder his pace, the more humiliating his words, the closer she got to an orgasm, her moans turning to groans and cries and shrieks.

"Gutter whore!" he hissed, and she exploded in orgasm.