Kelli didn’t know his name, didn’t know what part of town she was in, and didn’t even know when he’d get tired of fucking her.

She’d been walking home when the announcement that the Sexual Service Act had passed was broadcast on every TV, radio, and streaming computer in the country.

Two minutes later, he was pulling her into his crotch, unzipping his pants, and pushing her face down to his rock hard cock. She obediently started sucking and he took her back to his apartment.

She’d pretty much become fuckable furniture since then. He’d use her mouth, cunt, and ass while talking on the phone, looking at porn, or just to pass the time.

She loved every second of it.