A Year On The Road To Hell by Sylvester Horne

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A Year On The Road To Hell

(Sylvester Horne)


Feeling like a sex machine, she scanned about, looking from one performer to another, licking her lips, drooling at thoughts of what she wanted to happen next. Snapping her fingers, she indicated that the stud with the longest dick should lie on his back. Straddling him, she impaled her pussy in a reverse cowgirl position, back towards his face. Leaning backwards, she pointed to another man, saying, "Yes, you, I want you to stuff that cock of yours into my cunt too."
"Sure thing, lady," he replied, gleaming with a hint of wicked relish, proceeding to insert his manhood to join that of his colleague's.
She felt packed, her vagina feeling as if it was stretched to its limit. The depravity of the action gave her a feeling of immense fulfilment, she experiencing the sort of sexual thrill she had always been seeking. Spraying his seed, the one on top withdrew, she signalling another to replace him. Once the second fired, the third followed, he replaced by the fourth. All this time the one under her had maintained a rhythmic pumping action, he holding back his load until last, hosing out a huge wad of sperm.
Body convulsing with a violent series of climaxes, she wailed, "O-O-O-O-O-O-A-A-A-A-A-A-AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Up on their feet, standing in a line, the men's cocks were pointing at right-angles, she working her way along, sucking and licking all the juices off the surfaces. "Now, guys, I want you to jerk off over my face," she instructed.
Each did as bid, eventually spurting cum towards her open mouth, some splattering on her chin, nose or cheeks. When all five had done their business, she turned to look straight into the camera's lens, gob open, displaying her mouthful of jism, dribbles of it seeping out of the corner of her lips. Staggering to her feet, she motioned the camera to film her gaping cunt, cum oozing from within and slithering down her thighs. Turning around, she leaned forward. Putting her hands behind her back, she parted her buttocks, knowing that the hole was still open, she feeling cream seeping along the crack toward her perineum. Looking over her shoulder at the camera, she swallowed, huskily saying, "Hell, I'm one gorgeous horny fuck-hungry whore."
"Cut," the cameraman said. "The tape's full."
"That was fucking awesome!" Harmony cheerily yelled, reckoning the timing could not have been better. "You were great guys. One of these days we'll have to do a double anal but at the moment I'm shattered. Who wants to lick the dribbling cum off me before I go home to my babies?"
Five hot rasping tongues were instantly lapping against various portions of her tingling, glowing, skin.