Yes, she can!

Miller sat down and leaned back into his old leather office chair. His erection stood proudly and he stroked himself lazily as he looked down at Max.

“A good slut begs for cock…” he said, giving her an expecting look.

Max sighed and rolled her eyes, yet complied. Slowly she got up on her knees and crawled over to the old man until she was directly in front of him. With pouting lips and a **** look in her eyes she started.

“Please, sir, can you please fuck me?”

Miller grinned. He thought of the rude, cocky girl he had met a few days ago, who had wanted to get rid of him as fast as possible. There was almost no resemblance to the begging little slut that knelt in front of him right now, buck-naked and covered in all kinds of juices. He felt powerful.

“No, Max, you’ll have to do better than that! Use your imagination!”

Max stifled a groan. Why did he have to be so cruel to her? Here she was, begging to be his slut, something that almost any man she knew would kill for, and he only kept humiliating her further. She swallowed her pride and started, saying everything that came into her mind.

“PleasepleasePLEASE fuck me… I need it so badly… I’ll do whatever you want… I’ll be your obedient little bitch… Please!” she babbled, desperately looking for a sign of content in his eyes.

That was enough for Miller. He lifted his hand, shutting her up immediately. “Fine. Now offer yourself to me!”

Max twirled around as fast as she could. Her heart was racing with excitement now and she couldn’t wait to feel Miller’s dick in her pussy. She lowered her head to the floor and lifted her butt to show her goods off.

“Push that ass higher!” Miller ordered, giving Fisher a hand-sign to get a good angle of Max’ pose, “And arch your back!”

Max obeyed immediately, thrusting her ass as high as she could. She saw Fisher step behind her with the camera. She felt shame for herself, knowing her behavior was absolutely undignified. But it didn’t matter. She needed that fuck!

Slowly Gin caught her breath. She lifted herself to a sitting position on the table to watch the little slut’s debasement. By now that whore would do almost anything! She wanted to jump in on the action again, but she knew right now it was Miller’s turn. She’d let him have his way with the little Latina bitch…

Miller stood up from his chair. Still wanking his dick slowly he enjoyed the view on Max’ submissive form. She was presenting her perfect bum to him, showing off not only her perfect, wet little pussy, but the tight, off-brown ring of her bumhole too. He took his time, giving Fisher a moment to capture this for the fan community. This video would sell like hell. He chuckled as he thought how this girl wouldn’t be able to deliver a package without being recognized as the whore she was. This would make JamPony a lot more popular!

“So, Max, you little slut!” he spoke up, carefully observing her reactions, “Which fuckhole should I use first? Cunt or asshole?”

Max flinched. Her head spun as she thought of the right thing to say. She wanted her pussy to get fucked, but she was almost certain that if she asked for that he’d stick it in her butt. Then, suddenly she knew the answer: “Whatever hole you feel like using, sir!”

Miller chuckled and bent down behind her. “Good answer, bitch!” He underlined this with a stinging smack to her left ass-cheek that made Max yelp, then he grabbed his cock around the base with his right and lined it up.

Max gritted her teeth as she felt the old doc’s bulbous dickhead press against her anal opening. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she steadied herself to get his cock up her ass.

Enjoying the way she flinched Miller began rubbing his head over the strong muscle of her sphincter. He knew he was torturing her and he loved it. He reached down and wrapped a handful of her messy curls around his fist, then roughly pulled her head up.

“Trust me, whore,” he hissed into her ear, “I’ll use this little ass later! Thoroughly!”

With that he aimed his dick an inch lower, pressing it against her pussy and, with a hard thrust, buried himself in her cunt.

Max shrieked and jerked forward as her pussy canal was stretched. Her back was arched almost inhumanly, because Miller’s hand was still entangled in her hair. He didn’t give her any time though. With two brutal thrusts, he had pushed his whole eight inches inside her, his groin slapping loudly against her ass. Then he began to fuck her. He didn’t build up a rhythm; he just pushed into her, enjoying the tight wetness of her cunt. This wouldn’t have been possible if she hadn’t been so wet.

Max’ eyes went as wide as saucers as she was mercilessly pounded from behind. Her jaw fell, but after the initial shriek she hadn’t been able to make any kind of noise, so Miller’s grunting and the loud slapping of flesh on flesh were the only noises that filled the room. She was facing Gina and Lopez who were sitting on the edge of the doctor’s table, enjoying the show and laughing at her comical facial expressions. Fisher jumped around the fucking pair, catching every possible angle of Max’ body.

“What a whore,” Carlos groaned, his dick slowly recovering from the throatfuck. He couldn’t wait to sample another hole of this girl’s tight body, but he knew he had to wait his turn.

Sweat was running over Miller’s face as he took Max from behind. He was getting old. But he couldn’t stop, it was definitely too enjoyable. He looked down and admired Max’ jiggling ass. Her cheeks bounced off his groin again and again, revealing little flashes of her tight butthole in the process.

That butthole! He had wanted to take her ass himself, after all it was his show and he would have loved to sodomize this bitch out of her mind, but he had come to the conclusion that for the sake of this video
it would be best to give it to Fisher first. Anal was his specialty and he always got the best reactions of the girls. The fans would love it.

He delivered a couple of hard smacks to her right ass-cheek, then he buried that hand in her curls, too, leaned over her and picked his pace up even more. He felt that whore’s pussy clench and knew she was close.

Gasps of pleasure escaped Max’ lips as she took the rough pounding. It made her feel ashamed, but after all that time of permanent arousal over the last few days, combined with the treatment these people had given her since she had arrived was about to make her cum. She saw the mocking grins in the other’s faces, knew what they thought of her and it only fueled her orgasm. She loved the way his cock rammed into her from behind, loved the way his balls slapped against her clit with every thrust, loved the way he pulled her hair back almost brutally… She loved every moment!

Fisher positioned himself right in front of Max’ face. He knew she was about to cum and he knew Miller would want some facial close-ups. He was astonished how much she was into this. He had been a JamPony-customer a few times and this girl had delivered him the packages. He hadn’t been able to get her beauty out of his head, but when he had tried to make conversation she had shot him down with a cocky comment. She hadn’t even recognized him when she had entered this office! Now he filmed how her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she was about to find release from being treated like a piece of meat. What a slut!

“Looks like this whore is about to cum!” he stated for the camera. And he was right…

The feeling of euphoria spread explosively through her whole body. She felt how every single muscle in her body clenched. A gasping scream escaped her lips as her pussy began to milk Miller’s pistoning cock.

The old man felt the young girl’s pussy pulsate around his dick. He knew he had succeeded. He had made her cum! His goal was reached.

Then it was too much for him, too. The show Max had given during the examination, the fucking of Gina’s nice, soft pussy and now the incredible warm, tightness of this slut’s cunt; it was taking its toll. He growled and gave her a couple more, even harder thrusts, then he buried his whole length inside her and let loose.

“Ohmigod…” Max moaned as she felt how her belly was filled with jet after jet of hot, sticky cum. It felt so wrong, yet so amazing!

Once he had shot the last drops of spunk into her womb all tension left Miller’s body. He slumped forwards, pushing Max’ upper body down to the floor in the process, and took a few moments to catch his breath, his dick still lodged deep in Max’ still pulsating cunt. That was when he first noticed the strange barcode-tattoo on the back of her neck. Absently he let his thumb graze over the inked skin. He came to the conclusion that he liked it.

“Fisher!” he groaned, “Get a shot of this! It’s going to be this tramp’s trademark!”

Fisher nodded and captured the tattoo on tape, then he helped Miller up. The old man’s dick slipped out of the girl’s vagina with a light squishing sound. Fisher looked down and watched the girl’s gaping pussy quickly grow tight again. Only a few droplets of cum seeped out.

He and Miller watched Max’ shivering, slumped over form for a second, then he handed the doc the camera.

“Time to bang some whore-ass!” he said and they both grinned.

Max, still filled with the pleasant feeling of her orgasm, turned her head and looked back at them, her eyes wide with arousal.