Blow-Job Bunny

Naked and on my knees before the crowd, my mind raced to remember how entering a man's sports car led me here. I gasped aloud, feeling her fingering my shaved mound with her right hand, hearing her giggle keenly into my ear as the men approached. I gasped aloud, quickly seeing a man coming to stand before me, spreading right at me.

I let out a gasp, noting my new master, the man whose car I had entered, was watching with interest, as the newcomer planted his right hand on the small of my skull, holding my head there as he drove his rock-hard cock down my throat. I somehow kept my eyes aimed up at his face, gasping with pleasure as his cock dove deep into my mouth. With hardly a thought, wrapping my tongue and lips around his member, I sought to please him as the crowd cheered him on. He pounded my face hard, bounding his tip against the back of my mouth before driving it down my throat. I gasped, orgasming again as his cock stretched my throat out, pressing himself to use me openly before the crowd.

I found myself enjoying being used just then, gasping between breaths as he drove himself deeper down with each thrust. His rock-hard member never leaving my mouth, I gasped as Ashley fingered me with one hand and found me enjoying being used. He pummeled his cock down my throat for a bit, holding his cock down my throat hard for about a dozen seconds before removing himself from me. I watch with wry amusement as Clem moved down his cock, "What do We say, whore?", she asked me, loud enough for everyone to hear, to which, while looking at my new master, I managed to cry back, "Thank you, sir! Thank you." To which she called into my ear, shoving me forward, only to watch me before I could fall forward, her grip on my neck tighter than before, likely **** me before them. To which she replied, "Good slut, good." the crowd laughed along with her jest.

The crowd laughed along with her, and as I watched the first guy step back, his member just as rock-solid as before, another took his place. He grabbed me by the neck, pinching my left nipple roughly before thrusting his member down my throat on the first thrust. I gasped, keeping my eyes still on his face, even as I sought to please him. I gasped and moaned as he face-fucked me before them. He enjoyed playing with me, holding his cock balls-deep down my throat, leaving it there what seem longer than it likely was, before shoving me back, as I was once more **** to rely on Ashley to remain upright.

A woman of all things walked up next, and as I looked up in surprise, she pressed her mound into my mouth, soon pressing me inside until even my nose was planted inside her pussy lips. Once more, I sought to use my lips and tongue to please her. She looked down at me for a bit, my mind finding it oddly harder to breathe now than with either of the men, as she held me tightly inside her. I gasped, doing my best to draw breath as she tipped her head back, letting out a loud orgasmic cry, finally releasing her hold on me. I heard my breath, ragged to my ears, as I was finally allowed a chance to breathe. I gasped again, as it squirted onto my face, the crowd letting out catcalls at the sight.

I let out a deep gasp, doing my best to catch my breath, even though it would prove a short reprieve, as soon another man sought to play along, his rock-hard member sliding deep into my willing mouth and throat, using me openly for their own desires and pleasures, though relatively brief before leaving, and as before, another joining in. After a bit, she held her grasps tightly around my neck, my cheeks taking on a deep, rosy shade as she choked before the rambunctious crowd. A crowd she rather enjoyed having around. She all but cooed then, "Who wants to up the ante, eh?"