Brooke rides black cock

The last soldier who hadn't enjoyed the cute, blonde beauty queen from South Africa was the man holding Debbie, the photographer, in his lap. Watching the show offered by his comrades and their new fuck-toy, he had silently investigated Debbie's charms. Initialy he had been content in sliding his hands over her soft thighs, later he had unbuttoned her blouse and tested the firmness of Debbie's 38C tits. Eventually, his explorations had become a little bit more intimate: His fingers had sneaked closer to the frightened woman's crotch and he had pushed her bra up, so that he had free access to Debbie's round globes. Now, as his comrades looked at him to have his turn with the white whore on the floor, he gave Debbie's tit a final squeeze, that was followed by a badly supressed yelp.

"Dun dare to close yer shirt, white bitch!" he barked at the poor englishwoman. "Dose tits are too fine not be shown to everywun!" Then he pushed Debbie off his lap, so that she fell on the rough loading plane. With a hard tone, that wouldn't accept any objections, he focussed on Brooke van der Wyk: "Now cum 'ere and sit on my lap, slut!"

On shaky legs, both from the recent **** and the slingering truck, Brook maneuvered herself towards his direction until she stood in front of him. Uncertain how to seat herself, she hesitated.

"SMACK!"

The slap landing square across Brooke's bare tits got her screaming. More from shock and humilition than from pain. The soldier grabbed her arm above her elbow and pulled her around, so that she faced away from him. "Now sit on my cock, yo stupid bitch, and take my meat in yer sloppy cunt!"

While balancing herself against the sudden shakes of the truck's uneasy drive across this country road, Brooke carefully positioned herself over his lap. She had to lift her arms of and grab the guardrail, that supported the tarpaulin of the truck. That way, her perfect tits were raised, her hard nipples pointing directly up to the sky. Slowly, she lowered her pelvis, until she made contact with the stiff, hot soldier pole. When she opened her legs, to take the hard cock into her pussy, more cum dripped from her fuck-chamber. The young beauty queen, that had led a sheltered life all of her existence, had never felt so ashamed.

"Whatcha waitin' for, slut? Now get your pussy over my cock and ride me. Or I'll...!"

"Yes, yes, I'll do it!" Brooke shouted nervously. A few moments later, she felt her pussy lips give way for yet another intruder. At least this time she could guide her movements. Sighing, Brooke lowered herself even more. She could feel the hot meat as it inched deeper and deeper. At some point, she stopped. Even then, she felt herself being fucked, cuz the rocking of the truck prevented, that there was any moment of rest. Knowing, that there was just one way to end this horror, she started to actively fuck the soldier's cock.

"Ahh, yeah, good girl. Fuck yo daddy. Fuck dis black meat. Feel how it is, to serve good men from Africa, white slut!"

Stifling sobs of shame, Brooke complied. Steadily she moved her body up and down, still supporting herself with the help of the guardrail above her. Soon, she had a decent rhythm. The soldier behind her seemed to be pleased how she rode him, cuz he made deep, rumbling sounds like a content lion king. 'Maybe, I can get this done without much more effort...' Brooke thought and squeezed her pussy muscles together as best as she could. She didn't have much practice doing that, but it seemed logical to her. Obviously it worked, cuz the soldier's grunt grew louder. With his broad hands he reached around and roamed over her firm tits. "Ahh, nice tits, nice fuck! Ya really good fuck-thing, white slut!" he snorted, and Brooke expected him to come soon. But instead, she heard him say the following: "But now learn how black cock really feels!"

Without warning, his hands abandoned her breasts and took hold of her legs just at the level of her knees. With unexpected ****, he pulled her legs up. Due to the sudden loss of support, Brooke slumped down. Before she tense her muscles to enhance her grip on the guardrail above, she virtually impaled herself on the rock-hard cock. Brooke shrieked from surprise, as the hot pole got rammed deep into her womb. Instinctively Brooke tried to pull herself up somehow, but the soldier kept her down, by pulling her knees closer to him, thus spreading her thighs wide open.

"Stay down, slut, or I shall fuck you in the other hole," he hissed into her ear. "Can you feel my cock deep in your white pussy, eh? How does it feel? Good, yes?" Brooke whimpered and did not comment his exclamation. His comrades laughed and cheered him on. Only Debbie watched with panic in her eyes from the floor. Her blonde friend was helplessly pinned down on a huge cock like an upturned turtle, with her legs spread wide and her pussy totally on display. Brooke's breasts heaved from her wild breathing. It was a sight both frigthening and somewhat obscene.

The soldier spent the next few seconds accomodating himself with the cock-filled cutie on his lap. With wide-open eyes, Brooke didnt dare moving. Eventually, she soldier started moving. First slowly, then, supported by muscular legs, with increasing ****. Each of his thrusts was accompanied by a pained sob from the abused upper-class girl. His moves grew stronger with each second, until Brooke virtually bounced up and down on his cock like a tennis ball. So did her young breasts, which danced and jumped with each of his thrusts. If not for Brooke's sufferings, it was a sight to behold: A perfectly built beauty queen shaken like a doll on a good, hard cock.

When the soldier came, the porn-act ended astonishingly unspectacular. The soldier ceased his upward thrusts and grabbed the girl on his lap in a firm embrace around her hips. His grunted as he shot his semen deep into the hot, white pussy. He lasted maybe five, six spurts, then his climax finally ebbed down. Cheered by his comrades, he kept the blonde pinned down a few moments longer. Apart from soldier laughter, only Brooke's silent sobs were to be heard.

Now every soldier had used the white beauty queen. But one last humiliation was at hand. When the strain in his cock had ebbed down, the soldier let his member slip from Brooke's reddened pussy, without releasing the poor girl. Instead he still held her on his lap, with her thighs spread wide apart. His cum openely dripped from the young woman's slit. Brooke realized her position, and struggled feebly, but the soldier was simply too strong for her.

"Stay quiet, ya dirty slut!" he growled. But instead of insulting her some more, his eyes fell on the red-haired photographer.

"Yo, white bitch, why dont ya give ya friend some little help?"