You struggle, but he overcomes you

You fight back your revulsion at the disgusting older man's fingers squirming inside your pussy and his hard cock sliding between your firm ass cheeks.

"Get that little teenage hole ready for me," Mr. Crassle says, inserting another finger into your cunt. "I'm going to fuck you good, slut."

His fingers pump in and out of your pussy and you can feel his excited juices flowing out of his cock and slicking the crack of your ass. You wait for the right opportunity and when he loosens his grip on your bent arm you take it. You stand up suddenly and turn, lashing out with your open hand and trying to rake his face with your fingernails.

Your nails graze across his shirt, popping a button free but doing little else. You try to bolt for the stall door but he slams between you and it, his hard dick bobbing perversely between you.

"Big mistake," he sneers and backhands you hard.

The blow stuns you and you fall into a heap on the floor, the tiles cold beneath your ass. You gasp at the throb of pain and then realize he is looming over you. When you open your mouth to scream you barely get a letter out when fabric is **** roughly between your lips. You realize to your shame that he has stuffed your mouth with your panties.

You kick and thrash, but even as old as he is he is able to overpower you easily. He uses his weight atop you in the missionary position to his advantage and he yanks off his necktie to fasten your wrists around the base of the toilet.

You can do little more than squirm beneath him and uselessly kick your legs. He spreads your thighs apart with his knees and slides your dress up past your waist.

"No more mister nice guy," he says, as if hitting you and tying you up was nice.

Mr. Crassle pulls your dress up higher, exposing your big tits spread flat against your chest. He pinches your hard nipples between his thumb and finger and squeezes and kneads your tits. His hard cock presses between your legs, the head slipping against the wet entrance of your pussy.

He sits up in a kneeling position and admires your naked body as he strokes his dick. You try to kick him, but he just chuckles. He rubs the head of his cock up and down your slit and slaps it against your clit like a meaty bludgeon. Then he positions his prick at your entrance and with a grunt thrusts into you.

"MMmmmmmmmm!" You cry as his cock rams in to the hilt.

"Ohhhh," he groans. "God, that is the tightest pussy I think I've ever fucked."

He begins to hump you like an animal, his dick filling you up and then pulling back out with a wet sucking of your excited sex. You yelp into the gag each time his dick is buried in you and his balls slap against your asshole. Tears sting your eyes as Mr. Crassle takes you against your will.

His pace only increases and his mouth dips down to bite and suck your nipples. He runs his tongue all over your full breasts, savoring your soft flesh in his mouth as his cock mercilessly penetrates you. After what seems like an eternity he increases the pace and stiffens inside you.

"Yeah, take that cock," he groans, punishing you with his hard prick. "Milk me with that wet teenage pussy."

Despite the pain and humiliation you orgasm unexpectedly around his cock, your walls fluttering against his shaft. He seems to sense your climax and he laughs triumphantly.

"You like that dick, don't you? You like my big dick in your little cunt."

You arch your back up off the cold tile, unable to fight your traitorous body. Pleasure courses through your muscles and burns hot fingers up your abdomen. Your breasts flush with excitement and you moan into your spit-soaked panties.

Mr. Crassle continues to hammer relentlessly in and out of your pussy, his hateful eyes drinking in your exposed flesh. You can tell from the tension of his muscles that he must be nearly finished. You pray for him to hasten his impending orgasm.