Extreme in Train : Public Blowjob and cum in mouth
Title: “The Public Conductor: A Hands-On Lesson in Extreme Cunnilingus”
In the bustling, vice-ridden streets of downtown Gotham City, there lurked a notorious crime lord known only as “The Conductor.” His sinister empire spanned the length of Gotham’s underground railroad, applying a ruthless, sadistic justice to those who dared defy him. But none were more feared than his pet project: sexy, alluring teen temptress known as “The Interior Decorator.”
The Conductor’s latest mark was none other than the voluptuous youth, freed from her flimsy garb to bare her creamy flesh. He’d dragged her kicking and screaming from her penthouse, flashing a cruel grin as he tossed her into a dank, dark subway car. Her FederovCoombs handbag hung precariously over the railing, teetering as the floorastically pulsed on the tracks.
“You’ve had your fun, now be a good little girl and gobble my cock,” The Conductor growled, towering over her trembling form. The teen whimpered, recoiling as his gnarled fingers invaded her throat. He pried her mouth open, slapping her cheek with his bulging erection.
His free hand roamed her supple curves before tightening around her air hole. “I’ve seen mouthier whores in phone booths, princess. So either get your tongue to work, or I’ll feed you the train horn for breakfast!” He snarled, the slap across her nape ringing through the abandoned train.
The teen shuddered, cowed by his sadistic gusto, and began obeying. Puffy pink lips embraced his spongy head, tongue swirling to lap away salty pearls of precum. Head bobbing, she took him deeper, until the neatly trimmed hairs of his pelvis tickled her nose. Fingernails dug into his thighs as she gurgled, condemned to drown on his endless verian.
“Yeah, that’s it, suck mama,” The Conductor grunted through gritted teeth. He gripped her hair like dangling reins, drilling down her throat with savorless fervor. The interior of the train grew hazy from her errant gagging. Saliva pooled and leaked down her chin, drizzling down the valley of her breasts.
“Ever felt a train track up your ass, slut?” He snarled, pulling back to allow a recovering gulp of air.
The Conductor hauled her up and over the back seat. Her ass faced him, plump cheeks jiggling as knees supported her weight. She mewled in protest, feeling the pungent tip of his cock prodding her tiny pucker. “M-mister, please be gentle!” She stammered, but was cut short as he violated her tight sphincter with one brutal thrust.
He leaned back and yanked the nearest showerhead, peppering her upturned face with cold droplets. Misting spray plastered her hair to the ceiling glass. “I’m gonna fucking wreck this pussy,” he growled, his girthy member scaffolding her opening. “Gonna paint you in cum.”
The Conductor’s words became more garbled the faster he pounded, lathering her blooming holes with his veiny pistons. The force sent her wealthy hips sliding, until only the crash barrier held her steady…
Only the red glow of the emergency stop button prevented a collision, and a public blowjob interrupted. Countless commuters filed in, and gasped at the wanton carnal carnival. The teen proved herself a most excellent hospitality greeter.
Her introduction to Gotham City was now cut short as The Conductor shoved his spent cock down his trousers, then lay one last spank on her jiggling booty. “Welcome to the city,” he chuckled darkly, sprinting past the startled crowd.
The commuters were left reeling, hard-ons straining their slacks as they admired the reshaped body of the teen. Her inner thighs glistened shamelessly from the drenching, her stretched holes still clutched around emptiness.
Smiling a tight, worrying little smile – a smile that said she’s already adapting to Gotham’s ways – the teen habitat expert struggled back into her disheveled layers and scurried back to her penthouse. The Conductor, meanwhile, grinned to himself as he slapped aUsed Endpoint sticker onto the abandoned train. Another victim claimed, another secret shared
