Re: The Tourist Trap
Each stroke forced into her caused her to scream, but her hoarse throat could only creak out a pitiful sound as her brutal fucking continued at the hands of the Indian worker who would otherwise have no chance at bedding a slim Asian American beauty like her. Christine's mind was screaming for the attack to stop, yet her slim, attractive body that she had worked so hard to draw male attention was encouraging her attackers to have their way with her. She felt utterly broken, her body rebelling against her as the stimulation of Kumar's massive dick overwhelmed her senses.
She felt him pull out and scramble over. He forcefully grabbed a fistful of her dyed hair and yanked her head back as he jammed his big cock down her throat as far as he could manage, causing her gag reflex to kick in as the head of his cock violated the back of her throat. Before her gag reflex could trigger fully, Kumar started fucking her mouth. Christine fought to breathe through her nose as her mouth was blocked off by his gigantic member. She heard the other men laugh as she frantically tried to push away but to no avail, her mouth being used as a fucktoy by Kumar.
Finally reaching his climax, Kumar's dick erupted, sending a stream of thick, bitter cum down the back of her throat. This time, her gag reflex kicked in hard and she splurted for air, causing a mixture of spit and cum to drip out of her mouth and nostrils as she gasped for air while Kumar satisfiedly pulled his dick out of her mouth, wiping the remnants of his cum in her hair and matting it down in a bile mix of bodily fluids.
"Boss, this one a bit tight," commented Kumar post-coitus, "but I might have loosed her up a bit for you."
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