20 Minutes

The three men fuck my body relentlessly. My moans and groans are muffled. Sweat drenches my body. The men show no signs of stopping anytime soon, and I don't want them to. In fact, I want more men to fuck me. I don't want this to stop.

20 minutes later, the three men all pull out. They stand up and grab me. I'm put on my knees and my head is tilted back, my mouth being forced open. I look at the men as all three put their cocks on my face and stroke. Then they all three cum at the same time, covering my face. They aim their cocks at my chest and finish cumming on it. Once done, they each shove their cocks in my mouth and I clean the cum on them.

Finished, they back away and sit down on the bench. I stay on my knees, cum dripping down my body, panting.

The cop that put me in the cell pops up and opens the door. He's smiling, and I can see the bulge in his pants.

"Follow me. I'm not touching you, you're too dirty. Get up."

I do as I'm told. The men that fucked me shout out that they can't wait to fuck me again. I smile at that thought.

"You enjoyed that huh? Being fucked by criminals? You want more?"

"I do. Yes."

"Good."

The cop takes me to a door and opens it. There's some stairs going down to the basement. I follow him down the stairs. When we get to the bottom, I gasp.