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    I wanted to cum so badly, and so badly did I want to take O’Leary’s cum inside of me.
     
    But, even more than that, I wanted it to be Crow behind, Crow taking me, Crow’s cum I was about to suck down. But there was no way around it.
     
    I felt it, finally: O’Leary’s cock pumping and spasming. Stream after stream of his hot cum filled my pussy, seeping deep into the cracks and creases which had not too long ago held Crow’s cock, Crow’s cum.
     
    I moaned, gripping my tits, tears coming from my eyes. It wasn’t that it hurt… It’s that my heart wasn’t in it. I wanted Crow back.
     
    But I came and I hated myself for cumming on his cock and loving it. I moaned and squeezed my full, swollen tits as my pussy flooded O’Leary’s thick cock with cum. I whined and whimpered, shaking as the waves of my orgasm crashed against the beach of my mind.
     
    The pleasure was good, but the feelings that came with it weren’t. I felt as though I were cheating on Crow, even though I knew that was impossible. Crow was gone and I should really focus on developing new relationships. I knew that was true but I just couldn’t shake the feeling.
     
    O’Leary collapsed against me, grunting and sighing as his cock slid out of me.
     
    “So, you really don’t know where Crow is?”
     
    I shook my head.
     
    O’Leary scowled and grabbed me by the hair.
     
    “Then clean up the cock, you dumb slut.”
     
    Dumb slut? That wasn’t very nice. Nonetheless, I obeyed, licking and slurping at his cock sucking my cum off him. He grunted and his cock spasmed, writhing and growing under my tongue.
     
    “Now, bend over.”
     
    I obeyed against as he spread my ass cheeks. He spat in my ass hole. My eyes widened.
     
    “W-what are you doing?”
     
    “If you aren’t going to tell me where O’Connor is, you’re going to have to be punished.”
     
    I was scared as I felt the tip of his cock press against my asshole. I whimpered as it began to disappear into my tight hole.
     
    “Please, wait, I really don’t know anything! I really don’t! I’ve never had anything back there!”
     
    But really, I wanted it. Not because I wanted O’Leary to take my anal virginity but because I felt like I needed to be punished for betraying Crow.
     
    As O’Leary forced his swollen dick into my ass, I let out whimper after yelp after cry, feeling my tight, sensitive whole forced apart—practically ripped apart by his huge cock. I began to cry but I wanted more.
     
    I found myself pressing my hips back, trying to take more of him deeper and deeper inside of my virgin hole.
     
    “Fuck me,” I gasped. “I need to be punished. Fuck me.”
     
    I wished it were Crow fucking my ass. I wished he were the one to be punishing me. Alas, it wasn’t true.
     
    When I glanced behind me, I saw O’Leary’s handsome face, disfigured by a cruel grin as he drove his cock into me. Each thrust elicited a hot cry from my lips.
     
    “That’s right, baby,” he grunted. “You like it in the ass, don’t you? You’re going to go looking around for someone to pound your ass from now on, I bet. You’re just a worthless piece of roadside trash.”
     
    I whimpered but I couldn’t disagree with him. After all, in the course of a week, I had fucked two men I had met by the side of the road…
     
    As O’Leary rode my ass, I rubbed my pussy and the combination of him in my tight back hole and my own fingers dancing over my clit was bringing me close to orgasm faster than anything ever had before.
     
    To my surprise, I found myself cumming in seconds, screaming around his cock as my muscles tensed and untensed, contracting and relaxing around his swollen tool, clenching it tight as he pumped it deeper and deeper into me. It hurt but it was the best kind of hurt. A hurt I could see myself getting addicted to.
     
    And then I came again. And again. And again. I couldn’t keep track of how