Hard fuck for Tory Lane

The sun-beaten pavement radiated heat as Tory Lane sauntered down the bustling street. Her skimpy lace lingerie hugged her curves, the sheer material barely concealing her fake tits. The brunette pornstar reveled in the hungry stares of passing men, relishing the power she held over them.

Spotting a secluded spot beside a towering building, Tory decided to tease her audience. She sashayed over and leaned against the wall, arching her back to emphasize her enormous breasts.

“Mmm, is it getting hot in here?” she purred, slowly running her hands down her body. “Or is it just me?”

Satisfied she had their undivided attention, Tory reached back to untie her skimpy top. With a flourish, she let it fall to the ground.

“Like what you see, boys?” she cooed, cupping each swollen mammary.

Tongues practically lolled in response, bringing a wicked smile to the pornstar’s pouty lips. She beckoned them closer.

Among the crowd stood a handsome young man. His eyes would not leave Tory’s crotch, where a juicy camel toe had formed in her skimpy thong. Emboldened by her sultry invitation, he stepped forward. The pornstar grabbed his thick bulge and aggressively squeezed.

“That’s more like it,” she growled. “Most of you aren’t man enough to approach me directly.”

With a wicked grin, she dropped to her knees, practically licking her lips in anticipation. Tory undid the stranger’s zipper, pulling out his throbbing cock. Trailing a manicured finger along his impressive shaft, the pornstar felt his heart pounding through the thick flesh.

“Impressive,” she purred, flicking her gaze up to meet his. “I hope you can keep this beast under control. My mouth is a delicate vessel.”

The cruel banter fled from her mind as she wrapped her sculpted lips around his bulbous glans. Tongue swirling, she took as much of him in as she could on the first plunge.

Gasps and moans filled the air as Tory bobbed on his monster, spit dripping down her chin. She moaned around his girth, the vibrations sending shudders through the lucky stranger. Drool-soaked, his swollen member glistened as she alternated between coating it fully and sucking just the tip. The crown of his penis began to swell, a mark that he was about to erupt.

“Mmmpphhh,” she warned, rapidly pumping his shaft with one slim hand. “N-not yet! D-don’t you dare cum!”

Miraculously, the man obeyed, desperately grasping the brick wall. As he caught his breath, the pornstar stood. With a crook of one slender finger, she beckoned him towards her car.

Inside the luxurious vehicle, Tory tossed the stranger into the backseat. She followed, straddling his lap to grind against him. The thong was soaked through, plastered to her pussy lips like a second skin.

“Arrrgh! Look at this! Which one of you backstabbing whores stole my thong?” She demanded, lifting the skimpy garment to reveal her flawless vulva.

All eyes were riveted to her dripping slit, framed by a perfectly waxed landing strip. Tory tossed aside the soaked thong and smacked her bare mound.

“No more teasing.” She sighed. “It’s time for the main event.”

The men gathered around, penises in hand. She lay back in the starkly lit vehicle and spread her thighs in invitation. The biggest cock went first, nudging into her tight cunt.

“Heaven,” she exhaled sharply, backing onto him. “Stretching me so good!”

Each man took turns, fucking her into a daze. The generous AVN darling rode the waves of pleasure, taking them one-by-one. As each man pumped and plunged, she daydreamed of cocks she had yet to meet. Countless shafts had graced her body over the years, and she enjoyed them all.

Her muscles clenched around the fat tapered head pummeling her depths. She bucked as an orgasm seemed to burst from the very center of her.

“That’s it! Pound my pussy,” she cried out, tits heaving as she moved with him. “Make me scream!”

He slammed into her cervix and exploded. Semen flooded her ravaged hole, thick ropes of cum painting the back of her organized shot.

Bone gone. Tory slumped back against the leather seat and sighed rapturously. She counted the load leaking from her cum-slit with a catlike satisfaction.

Five. Cumming inside me. That’s a record.

Pleasure make her see stars behind closed eyelids. Tory shivered and licked their semen off her fingers. She couldn’t get enough of the sticky fluid.

“Keep going,” she cooed, slowly licking one sticky digit clean. “K-keep giving me that cock.”

The men looked at each other, faces flushed. She smiled to herself and gathered up some of the spunk dripping out of her completely destroyed snatch. They would fuck her again and again until not one cock remained in their bodies.

Her porn career defined by legends such as the current one’s late, lamented predecessors Jenna Jameson, Stormy Daniels, and Mia Khalifa. Perhaps, if luck kept smiling on her, she would emulate them. Strut around in a tiara at the AVN Awards someday, cashing million-dollar checks and producing a string of websites and girls, like she always dreamed of.

But first, the superstardom lifestyle that was cemented sixteen years ago when an entirely different woman found a way to stay employed in porn after other women didn’t last long in a role that requires her to fuck penis against her will.

When all along, Tory was in control. She loved this: cucking out all the live whores, demanding each load into her battered puss for a free first-class ticket to the office.