Sexual intercourse and orgasm exhausted physical strength

All three lay exhausted on the dirty sand, their strength depleted by the continuous intercourse and orgasms. Sharon gasped, her eyes fixed on the stars in the clear night sky, her tongue still licking the semen left by Wokau on her lips, her mind still replaying the stimulating moments. She reached down to touch her filthy vulva, her fingers gently rubbing her sensitive clitoris, as if she could still feel Thurman thrusting inside her. She couldn't believe that while Thurman was raping her with his old penis, she had experienced an unprecedented dozen or so orgasms.
At 3 a.m., Sharon struggled to sit up on the sand and slowly put on her clothes. She decided to leave her underwear with the two black homeless men as a souvenir, so she only wore her skirt suit. Before dressing, Sharon had tried her best to stroke and suck the two old black men's penises, hoping they would get hard and fuck her again.
However, after six hours of intense intercourse, the two old men were completely unable to get an erection. After Thurman ejaculated inside her vagina, he and Woko switched positions, and the two continued to rape Sharon from both ends. Then, they took turns having sex with Sharon three more times, and the two old men each ejaculated inside her anus once.
During each one-on-one encounter, Sharon always embraced the filthy old men on top of her passionately, her lips and tongues constantly swirling in their mouths, completely unconcerned about their foul breath and the smell of smoke and alcohol.
After getting dressed, Sharon tried to stand up, but Thurman pulled her back down to the ground. The two old and ugly vagrants stood up, and Thurman muttered, "Hey, Howby said you should give us a little gift."
As he spoke, he and Woko grasped their limp penises and shook them against her face. Sharon suddenly remembered Howby's words about urinating on her face and realized what they were about to do.
Just as she raised her arms to block and refuse them, two streams of hot, foul-smelling, golden liquid poured over her head from both sides, soaking her face and clothes.
As a renowned prosecutor, Sharon had never imagined being humiliated like this. She sat on the ground, stunned, letting the foul urine flow from her hair, face, and body, listening to Woko's grotesque laughter: "Whenever you want to be fucked by us again, whenever you want to drink our piss, come find us, you slutty little woman! Haha..."
With that, the two men disappeared into the underpass and lay down on their makeshift bed to sleep.
Sharon stood up, found her white high heels, which were also covered in the semen of the two homeless men.
She picked up her shoes and slowly walked towards her car. Opening the trunk, she took out a work uniform she wore during emergency car repairs, intending to cover her wet clothes. Now she reeked of urine and semen, her clothes stained with semen, urine, and sand—a clear case of an emergency.
After changing, Sharon drove away. A car followed her not far behind, but Sharon didn't notice because its lights were off. Finally, Sharon parked in the parking lot of a motel. She had booked a room there before meeting the two old men, knowing she wouldn't be able to go home that night.
When she got out of the car, she risked it being stolen by leaving the windows open, letting the stench dissipate.
Entering the motel room, she turned on the light and quickly went into the bathroom. When she saw her reflection in the bathroom mirror, she barely recognized herself. "Oh my God! You're the most depraved prostitute, fucked by a thousand men!"
she murmured to herself in the mirror.
Then she thought, "Yes, you're a shameless prostitute! Didn't you try everything to leave Sister David's house? While your dear husband worried and felt sorry for you, you went to those two homeless men and let them ejaculate in your mouth, vagina, and anus, and urinate on your face and body! You're so shameless!"
Entering the shower, Sharon took off the elegant green suit she was so proud of. Looking at the stains and tears on it, she knew she could never wear it again.
She gently stroked her body; her once soft, smooth skin was now covered in disgusting urine, semen, and coarse sand. Sharon turned on the hot water, first washing away the urine and semen from her hair, then rubbing her body to remove all the filth and sand from her delicate skin.
Then, she carefully washed every inch of her hair and body with the shampoo and shower gel she had brought, hoping to eliminate all the stench.
Standing beneath the warm water, she closed her eyes, and couldn't help but recall what Woko had said before she left: "Whenever you want to be fucked by us again, whenever you want to drink our piss, come find us, you slutty little woman!"
Her body trembled again.
Undoubtedly, Sharon couldn't resist the surging desire within her. She knew she would definitely go back to Thurman and Woko, to enjoy the extreme stimulation and pleasure amidst extreme humiliation. "Hopefully David will be away on business next month, going to meetings again,"
she thought to herself. "Oh God, am I getting too deeply involved?"
she worried.
In the parking lot, Howby sat in his car, watching the light emanating from Sharon's room. He had followed her car here. "Damn! This little bitch must have paid off my debt to those two old bastards! But she must have enjoyed it too, it's a fucking win-win situation!"
Thinking this, Howby couldn't help but burst into laughter. Just now, Hawley had been hiding in the shadows watching Sharon and the two old black men's frenzied sex. He'd certainly seen a good show!
"My dear, sexy Mrs. Hicks, I'll let you rest for a few hours. Once you've regained your strength, we'll have some fun. Since you've booked a room at the hotel, we can't waste such a good opportunity, can we? We'll have a good time today!"
Hawley muttered to himself. "Now I can also make some money with this little bitch. From now on, anyone who wants to fuck her will have to pay me a hundred dollars."
After completely transforming Sharon into his money-making tool, Hawley continued to frequent courthouses, looking for his next target for revenge. Now, he really wanted to get revenge on that bitch who had once defended him.
What infuriated Hawley was that although that bitch was a very intelligent woman and defense attorney, after carefully reviewing all the charges and evidence against him, she simply didn't believe him and easily gave up on defending him against the prosecution.
Actually, the stolen goods found in his house weren't the items missing from the theft case when he was arrested, but that bitch tried to persuade him to admit to the charges against him. Hawley, of course, refused, so the bitch went through the motions in court, defending him, and the result was that he was wrongfully imprisoned. "
Well, now it's time for that filthy bitch to pay for what she did," Hawley thought wickedly. He'd teach this bastard defense attorney a lesson using the same methods he used on Amanda and Sharon.
Hawley's defense attorney was named Erin Mills, a lovely and beautiful woman. That day, she attended a court hearing as usual. She had prepared thoroughly for this case.
Erin was a bright student at a local law school. After graduation, she went directly to a public defender's office, becoming a professional defender providing legal aid to the poor. In fact, she received many job offers from prestigious law firms upon graduation, but she wanted to start from the bottom and serve the poor and vulnerable.
Therefore, she decided to dedicate the first few years after graduation to serving those who couldn't afford lawyers before considering other career options.
However, Erin was deeply disgusted by heinous crimes such as theft, rape, murder, and fighting, especially repeat offenders. Even when assigned to defend these suspects, she couldn't help but bring her own emotions into the proceedings.
She still remembers being assigned to defend a theft suspect named Howby Thompson. Faced with overwhelming witness testimony and physical evidence, the suspect refused to plead guilty, infuriating Erin. She believed the facts were clear: Howby's stubborn refusal to admit guilt demonstrated he was a hardened criminal, and there was no need to defend him further.
Erin's life was very happy. Her husband was her high school sweetheart, and they had two lovely children. From high school until now, her beloved husband, Sam, had been the only man in her life.
As a 32-year-old woman, Erin's career was very successful; she was soon to become the head of a public defender's firm. Her life was also comfortable; she was married to a good man she loved and who loved her, and had two lovely children.
Seeing his next target of revenge, the lovely public defender, enter the courtroom, Howby, sitting in a corner of the gallery, excitedly licked his thick lips. Under his gaze, the lovely woman walked past Howby's right, unaware of the pair of lecherous eyes staring at her.
Hayward gazed at her beautiful, deep brown hair and her alluring figure in a dark blue business suit, and a surge of desire welled up within him. The woman was about 1.65 meters tall and weighed approximately 55 kilograms; her full breasts and rounded hips accentuated her tall, slender figure, making her even more alluring.
After the court hearing, Hayward watched Eileen enter the elevator alone. The public defender's office was located above the courthouse, but he didn't know which floor her office was on. So, he stood outside the elevator, watching the indicator screen to see which floor Eileen's elevator would stop at. Then, he took another elevator up, stopping on the third floor, and exited.
In the third-floor corridor, Eileen was discussing the case with a judge, unaware that Hayward was watching her from a distance. After the discussion, she returned to her office, organized the case files, and prepared to go home. Looking at the photo of herself and her husband on her desk, she couldn't help but miss the only man in her life. She thought about her sex life with her husband, Sam, and the jokes she and her girlfriends often made about going out to find other men to have fun with, sucking strange men's penises, and letting them lick their genitals.
However, in Erin's personal life, she had never been so promiscuous; she felt only prostitutes did such things. If a woman were to so degenerate as to suck a strange man's penis or let him lick her genitals, she would never gain a man's respect. Lost in thought about these serious and weighty questions, Erin didn't notice that she was being watched and followed by Hao Bai. She went downstairs, got into her car, casually placed some documents on the back seat, and drove home.
When Erin arrived home, she saw her two children playing soccer with their father on the lawn in front of the house.
Good thing, Sam got off work early today and had already picked the children up. Erin has two boys, one seven years old and the other six, both members of their school's soccer team. After school, they like to play soccer on the lawn in front of their house for a while.
Erin smiled as she watched the father and his two sons, waving happily at them, completely unaware that an old Ford was following her. When Erin parked her car in the driveway, the old Ford pulled over and stopped on the side of the road.
That evening, the Mills family enjoyed a delicious meal. After dinner, the children watched TV for a while before going to bed. After the children were in bed, Erin and her husband, Sam, went into the bedroom, locked the door, and immediately kissed and fell onto the bed. Erin was eager to make love to Sam.
Their married life was very happy, and Erin was particularly satisfied with the feeling of making love with her husband, except that she wasn't used to his frequent requests for her to try new positions, because she felt that only promiscuous prostitutes would try those. Although she wanted to please him according to his wishes, she couldn't imagine what it would feel like to put his penis in her mouth.
What would happen if she took his penis into her mouth? Would Sam force himself on her? Would he ejaculate directly into her mouth? Would he force her to swallow his semen?
For Sam, dating and winning the love of his most beautiful classmate from high school was the luckiest thing ever. Erin was the prettiest and smartest girl in their school, the captain of the cheerleading team, and the school beauty everyone loved and envied. Even in college
, Erin remained the center of attention, and all the boys hoped to have a chance to date her, but she devoted her love entirely to Sam.
Erin had no sexual experience before marriage and was still a virgin on their wedding night.
After marriage, there was only one thing that Sam regretted: his young and lovely wife was too reserved in bed and never accepted any new attempts in sex. Despite his many pleas, Erin still refused to give him oral sex and never let him lick her vulva. Once, he tried to insert his penis into his wife's anus, but she resisted fiercely, and he ultimately failed to enjoy anal sex with her.
Tonight, as usual, Erin only allowed Sam to have sex with her in the most traditional missionary position, and what Sam found most unbearable was that she still insisted he wear a condom. After having two children, Erin didn't want any more, so she always required her husband to wear a condom during sex. Erin had considered taking birth control pills, but she was allergic to them, so despite Sam's strong aversion to having sex through a condom, she persisted.
On Friday afternoon, Erin left work a little earlier than usual. She picked up her children from school, gave each of them a sandwich, and then let them play soccer with some children of similar age in the backyard. After settling the children in, Erin went upstairs to her bedroom, took off her business attire, and prepared to take a shower.
In her secluded bedroom, Eileen completely shed the formality and restraint she displayed at work. She took off her coat and draped it over the back of a chair, unzipped her blue skirt, and then unbuttoned her white blouse, walking around the room in only a white lace-trimmed bra and panties.
Her fair, sexy legs had always been the object of men's covetousness, and Sam particularly enjoyed caressing the soft skin of her thighs. Now, Eileen was completely unaware that a pair of lustful eyes were lurking through the crack in the closed closet door of her bedroom, intently watching her half-naked body and sexy legs.

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