Three Hole Slut

The man picks her up off the floor and laid her back on the desk. Amanda's long legs hung off the edge and her breasts splayed out on her chest. Sweat, spit and precum matted her face as she lay there on the table, gasping.

First one leg and then the other was placed over the mans shoulders, forcing Amanda's pussy and ass slightly into the air. She felt him press the still sloppy wet head of his cock against her asshole but still drunk from her orgasm, Amanda didn't react.

He pushed slightly, applying pressure to her starfish until it opened just a little, just enough to let the very tip of his cock in. Amanda gasped as she came back to reality and felt him shove his cock in her virgin ass inch by inch. It hurt, but the humiliation of watching this strange man penetrate her made it feel good. Amanda was getting off on being used like this. Finally, he bottomed out and she could feel his sack against her. Luckily he was going more slowly than he had with her cunt. Slowly he worked up a pace inside of her ass hole, using her position and her legs for leverage as he fucked her.

"Oh master, please fuck my ass harder" she said. Immediately she was greeted with a smack across the face. "Whores don't make requests." the man said. "I tell you what you want, and what you want is for me to smack your tits while I fuck you in the ass." Amanda got the message.

"Please smack my tits master, I want to feel them hurt while you fuck my ass." The man took one had and began smacking her pert breasts, slapping all over them including her incredibly sensitive nipples. First her right then her left breast and then back to the right until they both were red with the marks from the ****.

Amanda could see that his face was getting red and his breath was getting more and more labored. With her legs still up on his shoulders, he leant forward and grabber her around the neck with both hands, **** her. Finally he moaned loudly, thrust deeper into her ass and unleashed his load into her. He dropped her neck and Amanda gasped, gagging on the spit that had accumulated in her mouth.

Panting, the man withdrew from her. His cum seeping out of her abused asshole and mixing with the pussy juice that had leaked out of her cunt and onto the table. Amanda lay spread eagle on the desk, filling her lungs with air as the flickering lights from the security screens cast her in soft light.

She heard the jingle of the mans pants as he put himself back together, tucking his cock into his underwear before zipping everything up.

"Don't move whore. I'll be back in a second." Amanda didn't think she could move to be honest. But she complied. She saw briefly as the man bent down and picked her clothes up, taking them as well as the backpack with him out of the office.