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Her pussy was achingly close to orgasm. The third time she repeated the song he started pounding her deep and hard with every stroke. She felt like she was going to topple over, but he held her securely as he ravaged her helpless body. The guys stroked themselves as they watched, heckling her and joking with each other. One shouted, "Yeah! Sing you slutty bitch!" and another said, "She's singing now, but she'll be squealing later." They all laughed and grinned at her, thinking amateur of ways to make her squeal. Her breath came in ragged gasps Blowjobs as her mind fought against the glorious sexuality that threatened to overwhelm it. "Ha-ah-ppy Birth-ngh-day to-- yooooouuu. (pant) (pant)." He was increasing his pace, overengorged now as he pumped harder. Her lower lip began to quiver as she tried to hold in her imminent climax. "Ha-ha-ppy Bir-ugh-thday too-ngh- hyooouu. ungh ungh (gasp)." His shaft was now as thick as any she ever had, and she wondered how long she could hold off before cumming. "Hah-hh-ppy Bur-nghr-th-(gasp)-day, Misssss-(gulp)-ter," and he erupted inside her like an explosion of ecstasy,"Bo--ahhhhhhh---sss". She lost herself for a moment in the sudden expanse of intense pleasure she felt, suddenly feeling loved head to toe by this man who had requested her specifically, stripped her down, and let nothing stand in the way of enjoying her body -- twice. The orgasm that tore through her body shot into the mic with a moaning soul scream of her filled and fulfilled body that overwhelmed the mind. She bucked back against him to get more of his fuckstick as deep inside herself as possible, the magnitude of her climax waxing with the throbbing of his shaft and head. Her smooth thighs glistened with renewed sweat shimmering down to her ankles, and her breasts bounced feverishly with the violence of their combined orgasm. Her pussy clamped down hard like a furious vice trying to gorge itself on as much cock and cum as it could possibly get. Finally, after what seemed like an age, the most intense experience she ever had began to subside. She felt warm, then ashamed to think she could enjoy these men forcing themselves on her and using her body for their basest sexual relief, as well as her own. "Happy Birthday to you," she sang softly, cupping the head of the microphone for support as he finished and pulled out. The small crowd cheered and she hung her tired head as Nick took her by the leash and led her off the small stage. Mills' dick was fat and hard, and he had been stroking it slowly trying not to cum before he had a chance to fuck her pussy again. As soon as she stepped off the stage he got up and came over to take her leash from Nick. Mills tugged her over to one of the booths and her arms flailed to keep her balance as her blitzed body trotted to keep up. He stepped up onto the bench, cock flailing wildly, and turned around to pull her up, too. His arm wrapped around her midsection and as he pulled her bodily to himself she could feel his thick member pulsing against indian her skin. "Here ya go, boys," he offered to the onlookers, "Get a good look at this bitch's tits while I fuck her." And with that he bent her over the back of the bench so her breasts swung freely in the next booth and lined himself up for penetration. With one hand he held her shoulders down and she could feel the smooth, swollen head of his manhood prodding her entrance. She reached back and held on to the seat back, a tear welling in her eye and a grin plastered across her exhausted face as she prepared to receive the hardest reaming of her life. He popped his head in past her pussy lips and she drew in a breath. His hands slid along her body to grip her hips while the rest of the guys slid into the opposite booth to watch. She braced and waited, her puffy, abused, dripping wet pussy trying to swallow the overengorged head of his cock, holding her breath until the plunge finally came. Mills took two tiny practice thrusts, then plowed her full bore, burying his shaft completely inside her with a single thrust so his balls slammed against her clit. Even with preparation she was not expecting such a violent penetration and she gasped so loudly it was like a short scream. She fell onto me like a sack of rocks the second I amateur stopped. "You're imagining it now, aren't you?" He happily groped her between bites of bacon and toast. He moaned. "Ok mom." You're responsible?" “But seriously. I was excited that David was interested. I ripped them down, my head pressed against her right side, staring at him past her. She stepped over to the left side of the bed and crawled indian underneath the covers. "Yes. Her eyes go wide as her airway is blocked off. But that's not what this Sending his cock down my unprepared throat several times before I Blowjobs can get him out. “With Yavara backing him, why would he need to risk so much in a gladiatorial match?”