"Virgin slut is a squirter! First time and she's already gushing like a broken pipe!"
The men laughed. Loud, ugly, the sound bouncing off the warehouse walls.
Amanda cried.
Her body still twitching from the orgasm she hadn't wanted, her pussy still clenching around the cock inside her, her face crimson with a shame that burned hotter than the penetration.
"NO... I DIDN'T... I DIDN'T WANT TO... HAAAH..."
"Doesn't matter what you want, virgin. Matters what your body does."
They switched her.
Pulling her off the first man's cock, the shaft emerging wet and bloody. They flipped her over. Onto her face. Her ass lifted high.
The prone position. Her face pressed into the concrete, her dark hair spreading around her head, her small tits mashed against the floor.
The man behind her grabbed her hips.
He slammed.
PAAH
"AAAAAAH"
