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Glory Bound | SimplyJohn | 5

 

"I never do anything like that!" Gloria cried with disgust.

"Oh come off it. Tell us the truth or we might get upset." The director said as he waved the trigger.

Gloria turned away, her eyes closed. "Once or twice a week..." She whispered, blushing with shame at the confession.

"Ever drempt of getting cluster fucked by a group of strangers?" He laughed as the stranger's cock pressed into Gloria's belly and his hand rubbed her buttocks roughly.

"...yes..." The helpless heroine confessed, tears forming as the group laughed at her darkest secrets.

"I bet she's fantasised about just this kinda thing." Called one of the mob, "Hell, we're probably doin' her a favour by fuckin' her. Maybe we shoulda just asked her rather than going to all this trouble."

"Oh no," The director answered as his companion's hand moved down to stroke Glory Gal's pussy with his rough fingers, "Our little whore would never let herself have fun like this if it wasn't for our little incentive over there."

The stranger's fingers were up inside her cunt now and Glory Gal could feel her body beginning to respond. She felt sick as her pussy twitched under his touch and the muscles of her entrance tightened on his fingers as he probed into her. She could almost believe she could hear the whirring of the camera as it captured every drop of the lubricant beginning to leak from inside.

 

How should she take it?


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