Pegging Zone: stranger fucked in abounded building [Extreme]

In the grimy, cold shadows of a deserted building, I watch a stranger’s face contort in pure, filthy surprise as I press the head of the strap-on against his tight, virgin asshole. He’s bent over a dusty bench, naked and shivering, his cock hard and dripping with precum. I spit on his hole, rubbing the saliva in with my thumb, stretching him open, making him moan like a bitch in heat. “You’re gonna take this cock, you little slut,” I growl, slipping the head in, feeling his muscles clamp down on the latex. I can see the pain and pleasure warring in his eyes, but he pushes back, begging for more. I grip his hips, thrusting deeper, feeling his ass swallow the shaft inch by inch, until I’m balls deep in his tight, hot hole. He screams, a raw, animal sound, as I start to fuck him hard, the strap-on slapping against his flesh, echoing through the empty room.

The building groans around us, a symphony of decay and desperation, as I pummel his ass, choking him with my free hand. His face is a mask of tears and snot, spit dripping from his chin, but he’s loving every second of it. I can feel his prostate swelling with each thrust, his cock leaking like a faucet. I pull out suddenly, making him whimper, then spin him around, shoving him to his knees. “Suck your own cum off this cock, you fucking pig,” I command, holding the strap-on to his lips. He opens his mouth, obedient, tongue lapping at the shaft, tasting his own ass. I groan, grabbing his hair, forcing him to deepthroat the toy, choking him until he gags, tears streaming down his face. It’s a sick, twisted sight, but it’s the pegging zone, baby, and we’re just getting started.