The shock of the stranger’s furious, deep invasion knocked me off my knees, and I collapsed on the towel as he pummeled my hole.
“I f**k your ass!” he said again. He’d yanked my lower body backwards into an “ass up, face down” position. The humiliation was bliss.
The rain increased and most of the men ran for better shelter under the trees. The stranger took no notice of the storm and merely flipped me on my back. I lifted my legs obediently, and he rammed back inside. Each huge thrust shook my entire body. My grunts became shouts.
“Please, God!” I bellowed, “Oh, God, please!” This is what I had written, that I would be the defeated, conquered young American plundered wildly by unstoppable c***s. In awe, I looked at the man, completely nameless to me, and watched his d**k ream my hole.
