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harnesses, the three professional acrobats had consulted with Finn’s crew
previously and all they’d needed to do was hook Jasper up and reel him toward
the ceiling. Now he dangled so close to Annabelle’s face that she had to do
little more than open her mouth and his cock slid in.
    Her bare feet were planted firmly on the stage floor, but
she still swayed a bit, what with all the cocks she had inside her, and the
fact that she was literally counting the seconds in her head until her two
minutes were up. And the curtain hadn’t even been pulled yet!
    She hated this part. This anticipation. This stillness. She
wanted movement. She wanted action. She wanted the cock in her pussy and the
one in her ass to thrust in and out again. She wanted to suck hard on the thick
shaft in her mouth. Couldn’t stop herself from doing just that, which elicited a
low hiss from Jasper.
    “Jesus, Annabelle,” he groaned as his body bucked, making
him sway on the harness. “You’re going to make me come.”
    She would have grinned in triumph if her mouth weren’t full.
    “Still, people!” Finn snapped. “Just a few seconds more.” He
was completing his touch-up work. Fixing all the smudges created when Annabelle
and her men had figured out their positions. Though Max’s cock was not that far
in her ass, it still stretched her and made her backside tingle and sizzle.
Eric had had to pull his cock out a little too, per Finn’s direction, so the
piece was “balanced”. She guessed that to mean the same amount of cock could be
seen on either side of her.
    “All right,” Finn said, looking quite pleased with himself.
He settled Annabelle’s flower headdress at the right angle and then clasped his
hands together. “That’s fucking hot.” Then he walked out, leaving the four
joined models to their heavy breathing and discomfort at having to stand
perfectly still for two whole minutes.
    Not moving an inch.
    Annabelle wondered how she’d make it through this torture.
    Surprisingly, the first chime came quickly. But not only did
it bring relief that they were halfway through this waiting game, it also
reminded Annabelle that in one more minute, she just might get everything she
wanted!
    Three men. One woman .
    Eric and Max had fucked her good, but somewhat carefully.
Getting her body used to them was part of their cautious lovemaking, she
suspected. They’d also had to be cognizant of Finn’s paint job.
    But after that curtain dropped
in…thirty-three…thirty-two…thirty-one seconds… There’d be no need to worry
about smudging the body paint!
    A low moan lodged in her throat. The crowd in the club was
on its feet, applauding Finn’s masterpiece, but all Annabelle could think about
was finishing what she’d started with these men.
    When the curtain finally fell back into place, her
excitement soared. She had to release Jasper’s cock not just so he could be
lowered to the stage but also because she was about to get lockjaw. She worked
her mouth a little, loosening it up. Eric and Max shifted their positions, both
withdrawing their cocks, disappointing Annabelle.
    Were they done with her?
    Jasper said, “Jesus, that was a bitch.” He slipped the wing
attachment off his shoulders as he said to Annabelle, “Having my cock in your
mouth for two minutes and not being able to do anything about it was just
downright cruel.”
    “You don’t know the half of it!” Max chimed in.
    “Agreed,” Eric said, winking at Annabelle, silently telling
her how difficult it’d been to be inside her and not be able to fuck her.
    But Annabelle had them all beat. “You think you had it bad,”
she said, feeling bold and brazen, considering she’d come this far without
backing down. “Imagine how much torture I had to go through. Three cocks in me
without being able to enjoy them to the fullest extent?” She eyed each man in
silent invitation. “Now that’s downright cruel.”
    She added a little pout for good measure.
    Eric