A lovely afternoon at the hobo camp

You begin stumbling your way down the street, struggling to keep up, but the kind stranger helpfully keeps you on your feet with two fingers hooked in your asshole as you follow along to a dumpster behind a nearby restaurant. You can't help but wiggle back at this, still drunk on piss, nuzzling at the crotch of his jeans and wishing he'd let you keep lapping at his cock while you walk.

"Holy shit, Frank! Where did you find this one?" A voice behind you asks as he begins shoving as many of his fingers into your sopping wet pussy as he can, quickly trying to work up to getting in his entire fist. He quickly works you to several squirting orgasms on his arm as he practically punches your G-spot. "What's your name, darlin'?"

"Ugn... Cock... eunghh... Cleaner...." you groan back, your insatiable desires easier to recall than your own name as you clean your fresh juices off the new stranger's hand, practically squealing with delight as he lays his filthy member on your face, quickly getting to work on it.

"Cock Cleaner, eh? I think we can find some work for you to do," one of them laughs as you are quickly surrounded by more disgusting hobo cocks to lick at, much to your delight. They roughly maul your tits at gape your holes as you sample the buffet in front of you, three at a time, fighting for your tongue while the other two violently slap and rub on your cheeks while they wait their turn. They're always pulled away before you can do a proper deepthroat finish, the freshly scrubbed cocks finding their way to dirtying themselves in your holes before returning to be cleaned again in a cycle, dragging you to a stained couch in the alley while fucking you in the ass..

You begin to intimately recognize their cocks by the shape and flavor, not that you know their names, as they return three or more times each before they finally blow their loads, often on one of your cheeks while you clean someone else, if not emptying their balls into the hole they are using at the time, then usually getting hard again when you finally get to slurping out the last bits you can squeeze from their urethra, the only medicine you can manage to get. A headache begins to form as the pain returns, and you wonder to yourself what you found so appealing about all the hobo assholes you've suddenly found yourself licking.

They give you no chance to beg for piss, even though you want to, as they fight for control of your head to throat fuck you while stuffing your stretched cunt and gaped ass two or three at a time, leaving you squirming and writhing in misery rather than pleasure, not that they could tell the difference, or would have stopped if they noticed.

Luckily for you, one of the kind vagrant gentlemen decides to use your stomach as a urinal while fucking your throat, even though you would have rather been able to taste it, immediately having a squirming orgasm as everything they're doing behind you suddenly becomes pleasurable again.

More and more of them begin to piss on you as you continue your dutiful job of cleaning everyone's cock and balls, washing away most of the precious donations on your face, even most out of your bowels and uterus, but enough finds it's way into your mouth to make it worth it, as your body begins to fill with far more urine than semen, feeling more and more bloated as time goes on. Someone helpfully positions your hips above your head so you can gulp down the contents of your holes that gets ejected as they kick you in the stomach, even as three or more piss on your face while standing over you, squealing with enjoyment as you swallow everything you can catch.

You manage to get some medicine mixed in with the gallons of your favorite intoxicant, even though most of that got thrown up after a rather brutal stomp put too much pressure on your stomach, but there's plenty more coming from a seemingly endless stream down into your mouth.

The original hobo that dragged you here begins jerking out an appreciative final load directly onto your tongue as you are suddenly bathed in light from a pair of headlights from a car turning down into the dark alley.

"Sarah?" A voice asks from the driver window.

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