Alice in Fuckerland

She wandered in fresh-faced, too sweet for her own good. Then the wall opened. Holes punched through, hands grabbing at nothing. A thick black dick shoved out, heavy and dark, veins pulsing like it had a mind of its own. She took it in both hands, pale fingers barely wrapping around. The black diva on the other side moaned loud enough to rattle the wall, hips driving harder, her pussy clenching around nothing while she used the hole like a toy. Alice pumped that shaft till it spit all over her face, thick ropes streaking her blonde hair, dripping off her chin. Another hole, another cock—longer, meaner, stretching her wrist. She leaned in, tongue out, licking the head like she’d been waiting her whole life for this exact flavor. The diva cursed through clenched teeth and came hard, thighs shaking against the partition, her cunt dripping down the inside of her legs. Alice didn’t stop. She slid a monster toy up her own slick pussy while sucking the next stranger, blonde hair tangled, mouth stretched wide, every inch of her getting wrecked in a place that shouldn’t exist.