She only went for the drink, drugs and fucking.

She's had the drink and drugs and fucking but she still wants more... and more..... and the more filthy it gets, the happier Mandy is!

Mandy is almost devellish in her worhip of the sweating, stinking, dirty human body....

And her boyfriend is right on her level!

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18 year old girl (Mandy) in the mosh pit at a punk gig. She only went for the drink, drugs and to get fucked. She's had the drink and drugs and now she's getting fucked.

She's wearing a 7inch microskirt in shiny-black PVC, smegma streaks all over the front of it and also over her ass - it's like snail-trails of stink. No knickers, bare belly. Great tits spilling out of a shiny-black PVC fetish bra, are heaving, and jiggling as she dances. Her tits are slimed by her dirty-fuckers spit and streaks of wiped smegma.

When she smells a stinking, smegma-laden cock on the way to her mouth she'll always give it a wipe over her tits before she tastes the rotten fucker's filth.. ..

Something her (hooker) Moma told her years back...

"Never waste a man's cock cheese, Mandy.

"It's the fuckin' sluts caviar...

"Your punter has spent a long time fermenting that stuff under his foreskin.

"He'll wank himself off at night, pulling his foreskin right back...

"Proud of what he's created for himelf.

"The filthy ones will take a smear on their fingers, wipe it under their noses...

"And their cocks willl spurt while they imagine it's a filthy cunt they're licking out."

Mandy is filthy in body and mind, her drug-smashed brain doesn't hear the words of the songs being sung by the filthy-sweating punk band on the shoulder-high stage. She doesn't even see that the sweaty lead singer, naked execpt for skintight, shiny PVC pants has his cock out and he's wanking off a filthy 7-incher as he sings his filthy lyrics...

"Fuck, fuck, fucking, fuck, must get fucked, get them cocks up your cunts, girls.

"Let them boys rutt against you with their smeggy cocks sliming your unwashed bodies - YEA!

"Lick my cock and arse you filthy punk tramps,

"I wanna feel your breath around my filthy arsehole, you CUNTS!

"Yeah, wipe your face up and down that sweaty crack,

"Tongue me you bitches!

"Free back-stage passes, free alcohol and drugs to any slut who comes on this fuckin' stage,

"Slimy with jizz and stinkin' of cock cheese!

"HAIL FUKKIN' SATAN."

Mandy hears every word. She's now standing with her back to the stage. Her hairy cunt offered to a queue of filthy, sweaty punks with sweat-stinking pits, hairy bellies, filthy jeans. When one spurting cock pulls out of her full cunt, globs of congealed smegma-stinking cum slip out and hang awile from her hairy cunt then slide down her thighs, some even sliding into the knee-high boots, some slithering down over the boots themselves.

Her fuckers are drunk, stoned and fucking horny, they are drawn to her by the smell of filthy sex: fucked cunt and stinking cocks.

Punks in skintight, bulge-beckoning, worn-for-concerts Levis jostle to use her cunt.

Flies are open, hands are wanking their filthy cocks slowly. They are DESPERATE to get that FEEL of their cocks ramming up her dirty twat, displacing the mass of stinking smeg-laced cum.

To smell the STINK rising in the heat between their crotches, skin-on-skin. When their sweating bodies part they stand back and watch her get more meat. They smear the slime into their jeans, over their already-crusty bulges.

A skinhead punk drops to his knees in front of one of them. He's hungry, no desperate for sex in that jostling crowd. Not for him the filthy skank's cunt, what he NEEDS is to lick and suck at sweaty ballsacs, slick cocks with their prize of thick cheese full of TASTE that will satisfy his stoned-out, drug-inebriated brain. He's loving the slimy jeans with their 6-7 inchers standing up hairy, sweaty bellies.

The rest of them? They don't fucking care about the mess, she's been a great fuck.

Next to the girl, on his knees is her fit boyfriend-in-filth. He's wearing just a pair of low-rise stretch jeans with a broad black leather belt. His piss and cum stinking once-white t-shirt is on the floor next to him. His jeans are piss-stained and filthy, favorite fuck jeans that he's worn for tonight, which caused much stink and looks of disgust when he and Mandy got on the bus on their way to the gig.

He's on his knees because he's sucking and cleaning the cocks, slimy from Mandy's cunt. It's a smell and taste he is well-used to and loves, the thick, cloying mix is in his mouth, coats his teeth and he has a massive bulging hard in his stretch jeans, a bulge being squeezed by a punk in front and he can feel a filthy cock wiping itself over the stretched denim of his arse. The sweating, jerking, heaving, drunken, stoned bodies press in on him....

Shall I continue? YOUR CALL!