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Embarrassment making my palms sweat. After chatting our heads off, and just having a good time, the party kicked off. There were four gorgeous strippers - A gigantic black dude who looked like he lived at the gym, a bearded lumberjack looking guy, a ripped white man who looked like Clark Kent, and lastly the Latin guy covered in tats eye fucking me. The way they moved their bodies made my pussy clench. Their hips thrusted like their fucking into a woman's buttery snatch. My body zinged with pleasure.

Pussy Owner (2) Rita's POV Hilton didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He stayed buried deep inside my dripping pussy, grinding slow, deliberate circles that kept every sensitive nerve singing. My walls still fluttered around his thick shaft, milking him from the intense aftershocks of my first orgasm. Vincent sat only a few feet away in the chair, the phone held steady in his trembling hands, his own cock straining painfully against his pants as he filmed every slick inch of his best friend stretching his wife.

I could fuck her while her coworkers sat outside and listened to her scream my name. She raised her skirt higher, baring her perfect core. She spread her legs wider and looked straight into the camera as her fingers returned to her clit. She was soaked. Her pussy glistened in the light like a damn invitation. “Mmm… yeah,” she moaned again. My resolve to keep my hands off myself cracked. She slipped one finger into her heat and her eyes rolled back. “Fuck, yes…” she whispered. Then she added another and covered her mouth to keep from crying out. I watched her fingers glide in and out, wetter with each thrust until she was dripping into the seat.

Her phone blinked with profiles of men on the dating app: Marcos, muscular with gym photos showing defined abs and a bulge in his pants that promised thickness; Pedro, 35, tattooed with stubble and mischievous looks in bar selfies; and Thiago, 30, tall and well-endowed, with previous messages full of promises like "I'm gonna wreck you until you beg." "I want real cocks, filling everything, cum dripping from my mouth, pussy, and ass like a slut in ecstasy," she thought, juices already dripping from her slit as she imagined the gangbang, three men using her mercilessly, cocks invading orifices, hot semen filling her until it leaked.

I didn’t have to say shit before punching him square in the face. I was sure I’d broken his nose and with the way his eyes rolled into his head, I knew he’d be unconscious. The other one screamed something in a language I was sure wasn’t English as the first guy dropped to the floor. I walked toward him as he shielded his junk with one hand while placing the other in front of him. He was hard, and that was what gave it away. They were a gay couple and were playing with themselves but decided to add a third party to it. Not out of consent.

The men they were fucking were moaning in pleasure as they were fucked like they had never been fucked before, and suddenly, Helena orgasmed and shook as she took her cock in deeper. Elora followed with her own orgasm a few seconds later and then delighted in the feel of the hot sperm as the soldier erupted inside her. A few seconds followed before Helena’s cock spurted its hot load into the depths of her own pussy, and even they were done, both girls collapsed onto the chests of their rides in sheer exhaustion. Helena laughed as she lifted her gaze up to look at her friend. “What do you think? I personally think this should be enough a medication for them.”

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