Turn your head to watch the others being used

Mall security office back room, unknown city, at 3:25 PM on Saturday June 15th, 2024

You turn your head, amber eyes scanning the debauched scene unfolding around you even as Jackson continues pounding into your bronze pussy from behind. The wet slapping of flesh on flesh fills the soundproofed room from multiple sources.

Directly beside you, Candy is still bent over the same desk, her platinum blonde hair splayed across the metal surface. Chen stands behind her golden-tanned body, his hands gripping her wide hips. He thrusts forward suddenly, burying his average-length cock into her pussy in one stroke.

"Fuck!" Candy screams, her sapphire eyes going wide. Her massive H-cups swing beneath her with each impact. "Yes, fuck me, use me, I'm yours—"

"Shut up, slut," Chen grunts, slapping her round ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. "You're just a tight hole for my cock."

The degrading words seem to trigger something in Candy. Her entire body shudders, and she moans louder. "Yes, yes, just a hole, use your slut, fuck your slut—"

On the leather couch across the room, Williams has repositioned Milky. She's straddling his lap now, facing him, her massive caramel F-cups pressed against his hairy chest. Milk streams from her nipples, coating both their bodies in warm white fluid.

"Need to suck cock," Milky whimpers, grinding her dripping pussy against Williams' clothed erection. "Milky needs the biggest cock, needs to worship it—"

Williams grabs her hips and lifts her slightly, fumbling with his zipper. His cock springs free—maybe seven inches, average thickness. He positions her over it.

"Wait," Milky gasps, her green eyes suddenly locking onto Jackson behind you. Even from across the room, she can see his thick ten-inch shaft pistoning in and out of your bronze cunt. Her pupils dilate. "That one. Milky needs that one. Biggest cock. Need to suck, need to worship—"

"Fuck that," Williams growls, pulling her down onto his cock in one brutal motion.

Milky's scream is pure frustration mixed with pleasure. Her pussy clenches around Williams' shaft, but her eyes remain fixed desperately on Jackson's larger cock.

Near the door, Cherry is on her knees with Rodriguez's curved seven-inch cock still buried in her mouth. Tears stream down her pale doll-face as he fucks her throat. But she's watching you and Candy getting penetrated, violet eyes wild with desperate need.

Rodriguez pulls out suddenly, his shaft slick with her saliva. "You want something, red?"

"My pussy," Cherry sobs immediately. "Please fuck my pussy, I can't cum like this, I need you inside me, please please please—"

"Needy little bitch," Rodriguez mutters, but he's already positioning her on her back on the cold floor, spreading her pale thighs wide.

Across the room, Thompson has Cumslut pressed against the wall. His fingers are still pumping in and out of her soaking wet blonde pussy, but she's thrashing in his grip.

"Not fingers!" she wails. "Need cock, need to be filled with cock, please just fuck me—"

"You'll take what I give you," Thompson says, but his free hand is already working his zipper.