FREE USE GLORYHOLE – FuckHoled every single day Day 2 5 POV’s [Extreme]
In the grimy, dimly lit backroom of some forgotten dive bar, the stench of cheap booze and faded dreams hangs thick in the air. The gloryhole, a grimy, gaping maw on the rusted metal wall, barks a vulgar invitation—“FREE USE.” She’s been here every day, her hunger insatiable, her body a temple of filth. She presses her tits against the cold metal, her nipples hardening through the tattered fabric of her shirt. She’s got her thighs slick and open, ready to be fucked by any cock that wants to claim her. Her voice, a husky whisper, “Come on, fuck me through this hole. No holes barred, just raw, hard fucking.”
The first cock slides through, thick and pulsing. She can feel the veins throbbing against her tongue as she takes it deep, gagging slightly but pushing forward. Her eyes water, but she doesn’t stop. She sucks harder, her head bobbing as another cock pushes through the hole next to it. She swirls her tongue around one while her hand jerks the other. The room fills with the sounds of her sloppy, wet work—a symphony of flesh on flesh, grunts, and moans. She can feel the cum building, the tension in the cocks growing. She wants it all, every drop, every spurt. She craves the warmth down her throat, the saltiness coating her tongue. She’s a fucking machine, a gloryhole slut, and she loves every filthy second of it.
