Back to the grind

Simple work of tending to boxes was just as simple as it had been earlier, but Markus still felt antsy over his options of running around some corner and fucking any bitch he wanted. However, to start his workday, he made an impression with his managers and coworkers in the central areas he was first assigned; only later in the more out-of-the-way nooks of the warehouse could he have the isolation to start slamming into crannies.

After he'd worked enough to erode suspicion, and watched everyone trail down to their own areas, he felt alone and un-watched enough to sneak off to the bathroom again for his first work-fuck of the day. Interestingly, the blue circle that had his first portal-linked whore was incomplete with a few cracks in the ink but not in the stall's surface, showing that it had broken down. Markus figured this might've occurred when he asked for the same girl during his break time.

He shrugged this off, welcoming the idea of more and trying something new as he made a larger and higher gate. Sure, it would be more out of place, but he wanted more options to take a woman in as cheap a place as a bathroom. With cat-like grace while lacking any of the external features of his bedtime gal, he watched a latex-bound rear enter, a whip on her hip, and guessed that she would be more non-violent than the previous female criminal that shared her spot.

Markus unzipped her suit low, letting it spread open to unveil a fat ass for him to fuck, this underhanded bitch seemed to have the same idea of seductive dignity as the last fat ass latex criminal, but he wasn't going to be delicate with her either or give her the protection of pressing into her suit like a full-body condom. He wanted her raw.

With his hands braced on the wall, she couldn't exactly feel his movements, letting him slam into her, this cat-burglar's pussy with complete stealth and suspense that had her clenching on him immediately. Her heels clacked on the ground as she tried lifting up to delay an inch or two to keep her gracefulness for even a moment to adapt, but he felt how her ass wiggled itself when he pulled her zipper; she was just a sneaky whore baiting herself to get brutes to put her in her place. He smacked her ass down, and gripped her hips firmly, making her shiver and her cunt to drool being pulled down his length.

Feeling such a delicate street-rat of a thief trembling on his cock was nice, as he stretched her balls deep, but he wanted to break down this tease even more. Markus took her whip, a seductive tool used for domination, and shoved the thick handle up her ass to give her a cat tail, that had her cunt squirming hard from the 2nd penetration.

One of his hands wrapped around the whip, and he mused about what this slut would cum from first, his cock smacking into her pussy roughly and striking against her otherwise well guarded womb, or the handle pulling in and out of her rear. Regardless, her thighs were shaking soon.

Despite her tight latex and exposed/used holes, she stiffened with poise, tightening her toned stomach and raising her hips with her thick thighs tensed to the sensation of her holes giving themselves up as fuck toys; eagerly clenching and jerking to beggingly seduce towards their absolute use.

Markus laughed at how easily she was letting herself be fucked; not taking it like a dead-fish or pounding back like an accomplice of the act, but going along with his movements and merely assisting; like he could imagine any thug receiving if it helped her with any heist. Her ass got smacked to order for one last rush of her tightened up, and his other hand went frenzied, rubbing over her clit and making her squirt hard onto the floor from how quickly he went jackhammering her to the finish.

The heat in her rippled out, and in exchange her womb got a sizable heist that would otherwise be well secured in any sperm-bank. Her trembling weakness was lovely to feel, but also beautiful to look down at; her wet pussy pouring him down her latex-covered thighs and her ass twitching with the pseudo-tail still shoved in.

This would be a much more noticeable sight than the earlier mouth hidden on the wall, but he didn't care; this shit was too unexplainable to really link to him or hold him accountable, and he already had some ideas for his break to deal with this.