His eye caught mine, his hand touched his crotch, i licked my lips. He motioned me to the darkest part of the parking lot where there was a trash enclosure. i like being with trash-just like me. i am trash and i love being trash. i got on my knees fast. His fly was at my face and i rubbed my face in it trying to get close to his cock inside. He unbuckled his pants, which fell to the ground. I rubbed my face against the bulge in his jockey shorts – so good to smell a real man, not scum like me. He turned slightly and i kissed his ass.
His hands grabbed my head; i parted my lips and all of his shoved into my body.
i am in heaven because my mouth has become a pussy and he is testing me to see how much i can take. He slaps my face and i love it. He pulls my hair roughly, slams the back of my head against a trash can. i love being trash – a cum dump. I am just sex scum and I love i.
He is ramming in and out faster and faster now. i tighten my lips. i want him to cum inside me cum in my mouth. He owns me totally – completely – i am an animal in the jungle being used and abused by another stronger animal. Then he shoots and shoots and shoots and fills me.
Before I can swallow, He pulls up His pants. He looks down at me with a kind of contempt – like i am dirt. “Wait a minute before you leave – I don’t want to be seen walking with you.”
Then He is gone and I am still kneeing on the ground net to the rest of the trash.
slave chris