For a heroic amount of ass

The last thing Markus wanted was to get throttled by some crazy bitch, so he set the pen to blue; ensuring that he could give out all the pounding he wanted into whatever fuck-meat was on the other side. He also figured that it could be just that clown-whore always linked to the pen like some kind of operator routed through, oddly pandering to anyone that wanted just that one crazy overproduced slut from DC.

It was worth guessing that all this pen gave out was blowjobs, so even if he made a bigger hole, at best it would be just more area for him to try holding that clown down and feeling up at her curves while she throated him. However, after his 2nd suck of the day, he wanted to change things up anyway.

The pale clown skin was definitely striking, but he had enough of a girl like that for now. Thinking of his coworkers he thought about how hard a girl with darker skin would get him, and for his dick's sake, he figured to give it distance from any babe that was anywhere near criminally deranged.

He shook off thinking about his coworkers; wanting to be a pervert, not a creep, but he still loosely thought about their asses, skin tones, and other opposites to the harlequin he had.

This was unintentional, but as he made a large enough gate to give him room to manage and rain down punishment, a certain pop-culture figure appeared in a trailing-thought condensing his desires. The understanding that he was getting a fresher slut to use was immediately apparent as the gate activated and a thick lower half hopped out, legs springing to the ground with thick thighs tensed and a well-muscled ass jiggling at the impact.

The thickness, the fitness, the tan caramel tone, the camel toe; all added up to the perfection of the thong leotard'd ass in front of him, holes on tight display and teased for use as the athletic girl bounced on her heels; shaking both her ass and wagging the cotton fluff of a bunny's tail poised by her hips.

This area of the warehouse was his, he'd stacked over a few boxes stopping any path from leading to him, and with two more conventionally unmatchable holes----he was definitely taking this.

Markus grabbed her hip and felt at her intense heat as he pressed his cock against her damp strip of cloth; watching her twitch as she tried squatting, her diaphragm and abs tensing from an assumed huff. The muscle just at her hip was perfect, but he wanted to show that this wild rabbit was to be tamed, so he smacked her curvy ass and felt its fortitude.

It jiggled again and again with every hit and clench in response, but she kept raising it back up, her legs shaking a bit more and her leotard getting more soaked. Markus put the outfit out of its wedged misery, tearing it and tapping his tip to her sopping, tightly muscled quim. A squat half consumed his length instantly as soon as she felt him inside, and she was already pumping hard on what her tightness could take so soon.

Her white tuft of fur just got tugged on, locking even a hidden-masochist like her in place, letting Markus set the pace and indulgently tried out jabs into her flexing womanhood. When he felt her get impatient for more into her, he just started shoving a thumb up her ass; puppeteering her and making her more docile to go along with his movements. She was like a lovely pet, lightly bobbing on his lap, with him soon rocking into her all the way; feeling her tense out in micro-orgasms soaking him to just make contact with her cervix.

A tight cocksleeve, dripping and jerking around him, was more than he could've asked for on his first day, but he still wanted to see himself ruin her and toss her away already. He plowed in quickly in and out, already feeling her shake and even her ass clenching as his thumb kept sinking in.

Eventually the rhythm to ruin her caught up with the one she was going to set to breed her, letting his arm rest limp with his hand still having its fun, but her well-trained lower half rutting back in all its glory; jack-rabbiting a cock deeply impacting into her tight depths to crush the wickedness of her heat.

This slut was utterly drenched, trailing down her thighs and onto the floor, cumming at barely a smack meant to tell her to give all for one hard fuck. Just when it felt like she was near a massive climax, burning up within her, Markus traded to her ass to see how depraved this whore could take it.

She tightened up at the pain and shame of an ass-fucking, but felt all the pride she had in her glutes and the history of looks her ass got were baking into an inferno for it to get the worst it could. The tanned rabbit-girl's ass was groped, her hips, her abs, even her still seething cunt; causing her legs to jump and rush to leg-lock for more contact on the pervert touching her, her legs tightly squeezing Markus into her; even if the hole he was in wasn't breedable.

The pressure she made around him was unreal, causing him to grip her by her thick thighs and throttle her back and forth through the gate; its resistance adding to her push to have her heroic ass filled completely by dick.

When he felt her have trouble breathing deeply, and his tip pressing against her toned tummy, he knew he had her; so he bucked her over the edge, drilling her ass until the mind behind all her taut muscles fell limp to the **** pleasure rocking her. Her pussy spattered onto the ground as her colon squeezed like an onahole; milking his load to swell within her.

After pulling out, with a few choice shots contrasting with her skin, he saw her limp lower-half twitching as cum slowly leaked from her rear. In domination he smacked it a few times with his hand and with his cock, smearing her submission onto her as she mindlessly tried following his touch.

It was time for him to get back to work, so he scratched up on a crack on the wall, continuing it to break the gate and send her off to do other slut things he couldn't care about. He finished work content with 3 loads spent and his heart well entertained as a result.

While that was enough for at work, he was back at his flat soon enough for the night, and of course he still had the pen with him for one last activity before tomorrow.