There was another guy, probably about thirty-five, trying to get one of the girls for himself with no success, so I decided to fuck him. I was mad and the music had slowly been getting louder and more intense. This was the first time a whore had taken my cock. Blood was pouring everywhere but she was already dead. Many of us resisted the urge to remove our outer clothes at first due to societal fear but sooner or later the survival instinct kicked in and everyone was shedding their shirts and in the case of us girls, our bras (if we were wearing any) to get relief from that agony. A short guy was beneath me fucking me proper. I passed by many girls getting their holes filled again of all ages. I was mad and the music had slowly been getting louder and more intense.
