Soiled and degraded

The silence, the discomfort of being on this toilet completely offered was odious and yet I had never felt such excitement after a quarter of an hour I can't be sure, the door opened.

Uzachi it's not funny free me do with me what you want but now it's not funny anymore.

The silence answered me yet I knew I wasn't alone, when finally I heard a pair of pants fall to the ground and I felt someone grab me by the thighs. I let out a little cry of fear and surprise.

The hands holding my thighs were rough and calloused, they squeezed me hard, making me wince in pain. I felt a hot and alcoholic breath on my face, then a mouth crushed mine, making me **** my lips open. A thick and rough tongue penetrated my mouth, making me swallow in disgust. The hands made me turn on the toilet, presenting my back to the stranger.

This position restricted the length of the chains which was even more painful but above all I felt a sex that penetrated me mercilessly, it was big and hard, and it tore my insides, I felt my body rebel against the invasion, but the calloused hands held me firmly, keeping me in place. The man behind me was grunting and panting, his hot breath on my neck, he penetrated me with ****, his thrusts were violent and fast, I felt my body rise with each impact.

I moaned under his assaults, quickly I felt his body tense and his sperm flow into me as he let out a cry of triumph as the door opened.

A sarcastic laugh was heard.

• pretty little gaijin we will have to thank whoever gave us this gift,
• yes here I leave you the place it is hot.

The two men exchanged a knowing look, and the one who had just pulled out of me headed for the door, adjusting his pants. He mumbled something incomprehensible as he passed the other man, who answered with a greasy laugh.

The second one removed the mask that hid my vision, his gaze sweeping over my naked and chained body. He smiled at me, revealing teeth yellowed by tobacco, and began to undress slowly, his gaze never leaving mine.

I noticed that for a Japanese man he was tall and muscular, tattoos informed me that he probably belonged to the Yakuza, frozen with fear, I saw him approach his penis which had hardened quickly at the sight offered to him, he took it in his hand, resolutely squeezing the long member until the colored flesh glans appeared in all its glory.

I was truly helpless with his chains but I wondered if I would have wanted to break free if I could have.

He moved closer to me, his cock straining towards my face, and I smelled the scent of sweat and tobacco that made me wince. He cupped my chin and **** my head up, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made me shiver. His hand was rough and calloused, but his fingers were skillful and made me open my mouth with disconcerting ease. He slid his cock between my lips and I felt his hard, hot head touch my tongue.

His tongue scraped the back of my throat, making me swallow to try to get rid of the salty, acrid taste. He let out a grunt of satisfaction as he felt my tongue lift against his, and his fingers tightened on my chin, forcing me to stay still. His eyes, two dark and merciless wells, stared at me with an intensity that made me shiver.

Unable to control myself I began to go back and forth along this beautiful specimen of sex for Japan.

I felt his cock swell and harden in my mouth, and he began to make back and forth movements, forcing me to swallow him deeper and deeper. I felt his breath become faster and stronger, and I knew he was about to cum. Suddenly, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and pulled out of me, ejaculating on my face and body.

• Thank you, pretty gaijin, he said as he got dressed.

he wiped his cock with toilet paper that he threw on me as he left he called out some guys

• hey you two go to the bathroom you'll find something to have fun with.