Now, Ayanna, had the amazing sensations of all of her holes deeply penetrated and fully stretched. With The Chef now fucking her little anal chute very hard, pushing her pussy up and down on Edward’s thick cock and the Chef’s son was face fucking her with his thick cock. It meant, to her shame, that she very quickly reached her next orgasm.
The Viscount: “OMG! The nigger slut, loves to be used as a cheap whore.”
It was at this point that the Chef’s son had reached the point of no return, and he cried out as he shot spurts of thick spunk down her throat. Unfortunately, it took Ayanna completely by surprise and she gagged on the thick spunk coughing much of it back up and it drooled down on to her top and her beautiful, bared breasts. The boy grabbed her hair and then smeared the end of his cock across one of Ayanna’s cheeks then the other to clean his cock, leaving a thick smear of spunk on each beautiful cheek.
Next was The Chef himself, feeling his balls tighten, his head rolled back and with no regard with who might hear him next door in the kitchen, he roared and jetted thick spurts of spunk into the gorgeous young woman’s bowels. Once he’d finished, with a hand on each of Ayanna’s luscious round ass cheeks, he pulled them apart and watched as he dragged his softening cock out of her little gaping rear hole and delighted in seeing all the spunk run out, down over her pussy and coating Edwards big round balls.
The Chef: “Anybody else wanna shove their cock into a well lubed hole?”
Henry: “I won’t say no!” He took off his trousers and boxers, knelt behind the sexy young woman still riding his brother’s thick cock and shoved his thick hard shaft balls deep into the girl’s gaping arse hole.
“Arghhhh!” Ayanna cried out at the latest penetration.
The Viscount took out his short fat hard cock, “Slut, you can suck my cock while these youngsters finish off in your holes. Like the chef’s son before him he grabbed her hair to lift her head up and just shoved his cock in her mouth. The girl obediently started sucking and slurping around the fat cock.
With the feeling of his brother’s cock stretching out the girl’s tight little rear hole pressing against his own cock through the thin sheath of skin separating the girl’s arse with her pussy, Edward was now getting very close to his own orgasm.
Ayanna for her part being totally used as a series of fuck holes, was also very turned on. She felt that her new demeaning role in life was just that, she was no longer the intelligent young hard-working woman, but now a body with a set of fuck holes for the pleasure of men. The humiliation was getting her very close to her next orgasm. She felt Edward’s big cock swell deep inside of her, and then the heat and extra wetness as he fired thick spurts of spunk, filling her little pussy.
As Henry kept fucking Ayanna’s very lubed little anal chute, much of the spunk filling her pussy was squeezed out around Edward’s softening cock and dribbled down onto the boy’s balls. The squelching sounds coming from the beautiful young woman’s two holes were quite something.
Now Henry was smashing his hips hard against Ayanna’s gorgeous round ass cheeks adding to the loud sexual noises, but it also forced her forward to swallow the Viscount’s thick cock down her throat and push her nose once more into his wiry old pubes.
Then Henry gave Ayanna’s right ass cheek a very hard slap, his head arched back, and he roared as he fired his spunk deep into the girl’s bowels. As the Chef had done, Henry grabbed one of the Ayanna’s lovely round ass cheeks in each hand, pulled them apart and watched as he slid his softening cock out of her gaping little ass hole and his spunk streamed out and ran down on to his brother’s big balls.
Edwards’ balls were now coated with a thick mixed pool of spunk from several of the men, and Ayanna’s own juices.
At that moment, The Viscount had reached his time to unload into the beautiful young woman’s mouth, as he started to cum, he allowed the first thick rope to fill her mouth and then pulled out and splattered her lips and cheeks, one thick stream spattering across her nose.
“The Viscount: “I’ve painted you, slut! You should thank me.”
Ayanna looked up at the fat older man, “Thank you, sir.” And the group of men all laughed. Ayanna felt the stinging humiliation of being used as their fuck-sex-toy-slut and having to thank them for it.
Edward: “Slut you’ve made a total mess of my balls, apologise, nigger-bitch.”
Ayanna now knew exactly what was expected of her, she lifted her pussy off Edward’s cock allowing more thick spunk and mixture of juices to stream out of her abused little hole and join the others pooling mess of goo. She crawled down the young man till her beautiful face was by his genitals and looked up at him. She felt even more humiliated; here was this, just 18-year -old boy, who had now fucked her pussy and arse and used her mouth, and she now had to apologise to a boy several years younger than herself.
Ayanna: “I’m very sorry, Sir, for making a mess on you, please, allow me to clean it all up.” And as the men all laughed again. She started licking, slurping and sucking the mess off the man’s cock and balls, having to work very hard not to gag.
Henry standing behind the young woman couldn’t resist to push her face down into the goo and ensure her whole face was now coated with the mixture of gooey mess.
Edward: “Nigger-slut, Think you’ve managed to consume more protein than any of us.” Again, all the men laughed.
Once Edward was satisfied, she’d cleaned most of the mess up, The Viscount told her to get up and straighten out her outfit for them to walk her back to the office.
Ayanna knew her hair and face were a total mess and when she looked down at her ridiculous little cheerleader outfit, she could see all the obvious spunk stains all over it. She must look such a degusting degraded super slut mess.
To Ayanna’s horror they didn’t walk her back to the office, they took her to the London Docklands Railway station, and the office junior, Oliver, who had abused her before, met them there, with her bags. He gave her a look up and down as if she was nothing more than a cheap whore. In her mind she didn’t even attain that level, she was sure a cheap whore would earn more than she was being paid.
Thankfully it was now close to 9 pm and the station wasn’t that busy.
The Viscount: “Off you go home, slut, Ms Sinclair has messaged your boyfriend, he’s expecting you to be late.” He slapped her ass and pushed her towards the barriers. The four men all laughed at her shock.
On the train she managed to find a quieter carriage, dug into one of the bags and found a blouse, which she very sneakily changed into. She didn’t think anybody saw. And then used the stupid cheerleader top to wipe off most of the goo in her hair and face. When she got home, her boyfriend was on the sofa watching TV and before he could move, she shouted she was desperate for the loo, not far wrong, and ran to the bathroom where she stripped and showered. Checking herself in the full length mirror she noticed more bruising, on her thighs and breasts and of course her lovely round ass cheeks were still badly bruised from the spanking and spatula, which had left some very nasty marks. As ever she had a cry before, now relatively clean, her hair in a towel, she composed herself and went and joined her boyfriend.