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chuckled. “Poor Annabelle. Maybe we should make it up
to her.”
    “She did save the day by agreeing to be in the scene with
us,” Max said.
    “And we do have this room all to ourselves…” Jasper added.
    Annabelle clamped down on her lower lip. She had no idea
what Max and Jasper looked like under their paint. Had no idea what color their
hair was, didn’t know if she’d even recognize them if she ran into them on the
street some day. But the paint did nothing to diminish their masculinity. Their
magnificent bodies, so strong and powerful. Annabelle wanted to touch them
everywhere. Wanted them to touch her in return.
    So she didn’t hesitate the slightest bit. Grabbed that
carrot they dangled in front of her, prepared to nibble on it!
    Reaching a hand out to Eric, her fingers glided over his
wide chest, the muscles bunching beneath her touch. She said, “I’m ready for
more.”
    A true statement, evidenced by the way her cunt clenched
tight and her juices started to flow. Her nipples had never softened. Were, in
fact, so hard they hurt. She wanted Eric’s mouth on them, teasing them with his
tongue. Sucking them between his teeth.
    His head bent and his mouth pressed to hers just as Max,
still standing behind her, removed her headdress. Then his hands were on her
body as Eric deepened their kiss. Max squeezed her breasts and tugged gently on
her nipples, sparking a fire in her belly. Eric’s hand moved between her legs,
his fingers rubbing her clit with lightning-quick speed, bringing the erotic
sensations back full force.
    Jasper stood close enough to them that Annabelle could slide
her hand over the head of his cock and down his thick shaft. She gave it
several long, full strokes as Eric continued to kiss her. The hands on her body
and the slight jerking of Jasper’s cock—so telling of how aroused he was—pushed
Annabelle right to the edge. Eric seemed to sense how close she was, and pushed
a finger into her wet cunt. Annabelle tore her mouth from his as she came, the
simple attention they paid her body enough to get her off quickly.
    But, of course, she wanted more. So much more.
    “Fuck me,” she said, still fighting for a full breath. “All
of you.”
    Eric dropped to his knees before her. He grabbed Annabelle’s
hand and pulled her down with him, forcing her to let go of her grip on
Jasper’s cock. Eric eased back onto the stage floor, bringing her with him. She
straddled him and, a heartbeat later, his cock was thrusting up into her,
giving Annabelle one-third of what she needed. He held her hips steady, lifting
her body slightly off him, as he hammered into her in a piston-like way, making
her gasp for air and shudder from head to toe at his forcefulness. And the
exquisite sensations he evoked.
    Annabelle’s pussy clenched him tight, squeezing and
releasing. Eric groaned as she milked him, his hips and ass lifting off the
floor to help him thrust deeper into her. She leaned over him, her palms
flattening on the smooth floor on either side of his head. She thrust her ass
in the air and glanced over her shoulder at Max, whose hand was wrapped around
the base of his cock. He pumped it slowly as he watched Eric fuck her. Listened
to their moans and groans. Her sharp whimpers when Eric hammered into her a
little harder.
    “I want you,” she said to Max.
    Max stepped closer to them. Annabelle’s attention returned
to Eric. “I’m going to come,” she said, the climax building fast within her.
    “Oh yeah,” Eric said, as though he could feel the pressure
increase and knew she was on the verge.
    Max’s hands were suddenly on her ass. He spread her cheeks
wide and took over the rhythm of hers and Eric’s lovemaking. He lifted her off
Eric’s cock, only to force her back down on it, then rocked her hips so that
she ground against Eric as his cock pushed deeper into her. Max repeated the
move several times, until everything inside Annabelle collided and exploded in
a release that had her