The Shark and Seal – Tourists in Hell Part 9

THE SHARK AND SEAL – TOURISTS IN HELL

Ch. 9 – Getting Her to Move

GARY

“Oh fuck, I’m inside!” Slasher yelled as if he’d just achieved some great accomplishment like world peace. I saw his cock fully seated inside the blonde’s asshole. He began to thrust furiously as she wept. Rex held her tight against his chest. In another mockery of true romance, the musclebound biker stroked her hair while taunting her.

“Oh yeah, bitch, feel that cock deep in your ass. That’ll be number 2 of about 50.” He tucked her head against his shoulder. I could hear her wretched sobs as Slasher pummeled her ass and Rex kept caressing her hair.

A table of hunters nearby called for refills. Out I went with a tray of tequila shots. Once I’d finished serving the table of customers, I turned back to see Slasher clutching the blonde’s waist and fucking her like an animal. He called over to me.

“Hey Gary, can I get one of those?” I nodded and retrieved him a shot. Moments later, I handed it to him. He kept plunging his stiff erection into that girl’s butthole while he took the shot from my hand.

“Put it on our tab,” Rex grunted. He had stopped stroking the girl’s hair and now just had her head tucked against his shoulder. Her face was twisted sideways. I could see her expression. I saw the vacant look in her eyes, a look of pain deepened into agony, agony in turn deepened into numbness for the sake of survival as the girl encased one cock with her pussy and felt her ass mercilessly reamed from behind. The blonde’s pretty mouth widened for a plaintive groan. Her face, red from tears, looked puffy.