Carsse the pis whore - Sex Stories

Carsse the pis whore

... grunt, “Bend over the park bench Cassie let the gentlemen fuck you,” Marjorie insisted. “You’re kidding right?" Cassie demanded, as she saw the indistinct outline of the bench in the gloom. “Absolutely not!” Marjorie insisted, “Oh no why give it away when you can sell yourself, anyway you owe me for food and board!" “You are totally insane!" Cassie insisted, but Marjory firmly pushed Cassie to the bench and made her bend over the backrest of the bench while the group of men stood around waiting as Marjorie lifted Cassie’s coat tails to expose her pale pink backside. Cassie looked back through the gaps between the planks of the bench, she saw a man approach, she could not see his face, he looked short and fat and his underpants appeared white against his dark trousers as he opened his flies to release his rampant cock and slip a black condom on it.. He stepped forward and it was the work of a moment for this anonymous man to shove his small but rigid condom clad penis up Cassie’s shit lubricated ass and in no time he was humping his cock in and out of her slippery ass, his balls slapping her crotch, his hands groping her tits, his breath on her neck. In moments it was finished, and he was gone to be replaced by another and then unbelievably Marjory joined Cassie in bending over the bench and raising her own skirt to reveal her ass and take another strangers condom clad dick up her shitty ass. “Don’t you just love it!” Marjory whispered. “No!” Cassie whispered as her man ...

... groped her tits and kissed the back of her head before working his thumb up her cunt as he fucked her ass, “Nooooooo,” she sighed as she started to cum, “Oh god no!” “Pay me tomorrow,” Marjory suggested as someone offered a fifty pound note, and she made herself comfortable before taking another cock up her ass, “That is so fucking dirty, so exciting,” Marjory gasped, “Fuck Meeee.” But blue flashing lights appeared and the men faded away, Marjory hustled Cassie down a path away from the road and they waited, hearts pounding while the police wandered about flashing torches aimlessly. “Bloody hell we could get arrested,” Cassie whispered. “One hundred and twenty pounds,” Marjory chuckled, “Fun money.” “You’re sick,” Cassie whispered. “You’re sick too,” Marjory replied, “Admit it!” “Oh hell,” Cassie agreed and Marjory took the key from her bra and undid Cassie’s hand cuffs. Cassie quickly discovered the arms of the coat were filled by long balloons and when she popped them she found she could put the coat on normally. They waited an hour before returning, they bagged the turds, cleared the condoms and waited for the doggers to return, but it began to rain. Marjory suggested they went home, “Bloody weather,” she complained, “Bloody Police I was enjoying that.” “What!” Cassie protested. “Well didn’t you?” Marjory replied. “No!” Cassie insisted. “Liar!” Marjory countered. Cassie didn’t reply, her mind reeled, it was disgusting, humilliating, illegal, yet somehow. “Well?” Marjory ...