Not even everyday chores, like doing the laundry, were free of having some random guy fuck her. She’d be bent over a washer on spin cycle, screaming as a cock lanced up her ass. Then she’d be on the floor, a cock knocking against her tonsils while she tried to balance.

“This is the fucking bomb! Holy shit! Why didn’t we pass The Act sooner?!” Briana often thought while her holes were violated.