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Lower Greenville Avenue

... flesh, clawing hard at them. She whimpers helplessly, then grunts and moans in despair as she feels me force a finger up into her ass hole. Her crotch and thighs ache as I continue ramming my lower body into her. I keep firm control of her head, holding tightly to her blonde hair, yet even when she holds her face still and submits to my oral rape I continue to tug and twist her hair. I pull my mouth from hers at last, snickering loud enough for her to hear in the small, soundproof booth. " Dirty whore," I leered. " Like it, baby? Wagging your ass around all night! Think you can do that and not get fucked you little slut? You fuckin' blonde bitches always want cock anyway." I stick my tongue out and lick a long trail up the side of her face, then lick her forehead and along the underside of her jaw. I let go of her hair at last and she groans in relief, but my hand slips up between our bodies and clutch her right tit, mashing it through her blouse. I tore her shirt open, simple enough as it closed down the front with snap buttons, then rip her thin bra and grope her bare tits as my cock continues to thrust up into her. Kim had stopped trying to fight and is just waiting for me to finish, her mind and body both numbed by the sudden brutal assault. I continue to ram my cock into her for several long minutes before I groan and halt with my organ buried inside her. She imagines the sticky wads of cum spurting into her and cringed inwardly. She is relieved, that I had cum, that ...

... the attack is done. No doubt I would now leave. I seem in no hurry to do so, though. I continue to lick and kiss her face, my hand groping, squeezing her breasts, fondling her nipples, pinching and pulling at them so they hardened. She feels my cock softening and I ease myself backwards, but made no effort to open the door and leave the little booth, instead I give her another awful leering smile and push down on her shoulders, forcing her down onto her knees on the floor of the booth. She is facing my flaccid cock and I grip her hair again as I rub the cum stained prick across her face. " Suck it hard again, Kim, and I'll fuck you again," I said. Her heart sinks and she groans in misery. Not only I am staying but down here she is all but invisible to any passersby, for the sides of the booth are all wood up to waist height, and glass only from there. Down on her knees nobody can see she is in the booth. I jerk sharply on her hair and push my soft cock against her lips. She has no choice but to open her mouth and take the thing inside. She sucks on it as she drew it in, her tongue rubbing carefully along the underside of the head. I continue to grip her hair, now with both hands as I sigh in pleasure. Kim's mind is so completely numb, almost detached from her body as she sucks mechanically on my already growing erection. Soon she is bobbing her lips back and forth on the hardened organ as I slowly hump my hips in and out, fucking the cock into her face. Her hands drop limp at ...