The living room must be directly above her bedroom because lying on her bed, she could clearly hear the buzz of party conversations going on above her. The loud “Smack!” of his hand striking her ass cheeks now became a very loud “Thwack!” as the leather paddle slammed into her ass. Tonight she was in bed early. Juliana looked around in wonder as the elevator rose one floor. Soon there were two fingers. She was almost ready to call out, “Please stop!” when something changed. For another, his prick slid in much more easily. With those holes, there was no cushion of air to soften the blow of the paddle. She screamed. Her cries of “Oh, oh, oh, oh,” synchronized themselves with his thrusts into her ass. “It will make everything even better.”
Another woman joined them. Her cries of “Oh, oh, oh, oh,” synchronized themselves with his thrusts into her ass. “Please, please, please,” she begged. Someone was scooping her fluids and the men’s cum out of her cunt and smearing it on her ass crack. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. She could feel his balls brush against the skin of her ass as he bottomed out.
