Rebecca Jones, jetsetting gold digger

Rebecca's plan was a simple one. First, she attends her bestie's wedding on some tropical island. Second, enjoy the rest of the week and get laid with as many hot guys as much as possible. Third, join her now new 'boyfriend' on his private yacht off the coast of Italy until the New Years. It was a very simple plan that was meant to a fun filled adventure. Nothing that she had never experienced before.

What she did not count on was the sudden chance discovery of a certain visa that she did not know she had in her documents, considering she only glossed over details to the skip to the glamorous parts. As soon as she had stepped into the terminal, she was grabbed by a pair of dark skinned men clad in cleaner's dark blue uniforms and high visibility vests, pulling down the straps of her black dress to **** her tits to spill out in plain view of a custom's officer nearby. The trio chattered lechously amongst themselves in their local language, giggling and fondling her mounds with rough hands. Several other women were also taken and molested but no incident took place. Rebecca held still in shock and surprise, oddly letting them do as they pleased, feeling a tingling sensation pricking up into her rapidly moistening panties. The conversation only lasted a minute before she was led off through a door and into a hallway with rows upon rows of cushioned plastic seating. She was tossed butt first into a chair, and as she watched the big man in front of her reach for the buttons of his pants, she somehow could not help but salivate, lips suddenly pursing into a ringed 'O'. Just as she was about to be graced by the sight of the man's cock, her head was sharply turned to the side and the huge hard on of the other cleaner shoved his entire shaft deep into her mouth. She felt him start thrusting his dick in and out of her suckling maw and her hips being pulled, thighs spread wide open. She did not even realize that the man had cut off her panties with a pair of scissors, her now exposed shaven cunt being rapidly slammed by his rod from base to tip. All she could do was squeak and mumble as the two men use her holes in the sparsely populated hallway. The shock turned into pure unexplainable pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Moments later, she felt the blasts of cum from the one who was face fucking her shoot down her throat, filling her taste buds with a strangely pleasant flavor. He pulled out to dump a thick streak of his spunk across her cheek, seconds before the other man grunted hard, pumping her pussy full of his cream with his dick buried deep. When he was done, he simply got up from his near crouched position, stroking out his last few drops onto her crotch. Without saying any more than a few local words she did not understand, the happily chortling pair left her there, still panting from the sudden pump and dump threesome. Before they did, they cut apart the dress and bra from her body, tossing them into a trash trolley nearby.

Rebecca slowly sat up as they left, watching a thick stream of white leak out of her well used cunt. The main weapon that she had been using to meticulously fleece her walking banking machines, freely used by men she would not even consider even mildly attractive. Her usually collected thoughts were a mess of confusion and strange exhilarated delight. Tried as she might, she could not figure out what had just happened and why did it feel so damn good. Any ordinary woman would have been ashamed and humiliated, **** to take the cum of strangers out in public, but she felt no such thing. She felt no need to cover up or go to the cops, now only dressed in a semi ruined set of garter belts and cum stained stockings.