No amount of prestidigitation and flim-flam could hide from this heaving roomful of spunk-starved women that he had got a really stonking boner on.
A foul spray of stinking brown droplets was fired forth from his barely functioning anus, shimmering as it sailed through the bright moonlight to settle serenely upon the young woman’s crown.
She put her hands under her thighs and lifted her legs up high, gave him a snarling sideways look and invited him to let rip in her slobbering quinge.
The sheer savagery of the arse-pounding was shocking in itself, yet nothing could surpass the enormity and bulbousness of his pumping lance as he hammered her treasure again and again, rending apart the integrity of her rectum and colouring the darkness with a luscious serving of juicy delight.
As the last dribble of spunk emanated desultorily onto his unchosen trousers, the last echoes from his howl of spasticated quasi-laughter taunted him from the walls of the abandoned hospital.
A terrifying beam of flesh plunged into her field of vision and she shrank back, trying to hide from herself the intensity of her desire. But try as she might to pretend she didn’t desperately yearn to feel its glutinous effluent all over her tonsils, soon the bearer had that huge banger up inside her twerp, pumping one off and scoring a sticky bullseye up her friggin’ biff.
“Hoooaaauuurrrggghhhhh,” she sighed vulgarly, lowering herself with great control and undisguised satisfaction onto his turgid rod. The girth of it was just magnificent, a veritable trunk, and it pressed outward beautifully against her walls. She was leaking minge butter down that shaft in no time, and not long afterwards he fired some dairy of his own up that pipe.
“Spank it!” she said. “Spank it good!”. He gave it a little tap, enough to titillate, not enough to satisfy. She let out a small, feminine cry of delight and wriggled into a better position. She reached out to his chin and pulled his face up so as to peer straight into his eyes, her own overflowing with the passion of the moment. Luring him into obedience with her sultry, seductive appeal, her voice drizzled into his soul like honey as she half-whispered to him, sensuously but firmly. “Now do it properly. Spank it hard.” No man could possibly resist. He raised his open hand, the trembling of anticipation a gorgeous sensation rippling through his whole being, and as it crested, he complied with force, spanking it with the passion of a lover and covering them both messily with the shrapnel blast of the warm, exploding turd.
She had spent the entire week listening to dull mid-level managers going on about the same old shit they always go on about, and now all she could think about was getting a big wanger slapped against her lips and cheeks.
“You dyke!” she yelled, but she knew she wanted to lick that sloppy minge.