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guys nodded, and Vincent murmured an
affirmative. She glanced down and could already see him tenting his
pants in another erection. Apparently he hadn’t gotten enough of
her in the park.
    And suddenly, Vincent grabbed her, turning
her towards him. Rachel felt a thrill run through her body as he
took the lead. He ran his fingers over her fleshy sides, and every
touch left a trail of shivers. Rachel could feel goose bumps rising
as he leaned down, and suddenly, they were the only two in the
room. Nothing else mattered but having him, right then and
there.
    He dipped his head for a fierce kiss, and
Rachel returned it, her body tingling all over, her focus
completely on him. She could feel moisture slipping out of her
willing pussy, drenching the fabric of her thin panties. She bit
back a squeal as he slapped her magnificently large ass, and it
rippled through the fabric of the skirt.
    Little jolts of pleasure were branching
through her body now as he grabbed that ass, taking huge handfuls
of flesh, and pulled her towards him, grinding against her,
pleasuring himself on her. Rachel moaned into the kiss now, and
spread her legs slightly. She felt so achingly empty down there;
she felt this primal urge to filled, and be filled by him.
    The other guys in the room were standing up,
surrounding her. Rachel was vaguely aware of their attention, and
she felt another thrill rise in her. She wanted them to grab her,
force her to the ground and use her until she and they were all
completely spent.
    And they did, Marcus gripping her by her
thick upper arm, and pulling her to the floor. Vincent gasped into
her mouth slightly as she was tugged away from him, but he quickly
followed her. Soon, she was on the floor, and these eager men
loomed around her. She squirmed, wishing they would stop teasing
her, and just take her, right then and there. But they seemed a
little hesitant, a little nervous. She knew they needed
encouraging.
    “What are you waiting for?” she breathed and
she writhed on the floor. The ache between her legs was growing
exponentially now.
    “Just taking in the view,” Trent commented
lustily. “God, you are beautiful.”
    Rachel moaned and bucked her hips at that.
She was still a little worried that they had ulterior motives, but
that one word melted that worry away. And it seemed to encourage
the other men. Vincent was hastily unzipping her skirt and pulling
it off her, exposing her pale, creamy, thick legs and lacy black
underwear. Darius was unbuttoning her shirt. Soon, it was off, and
Rachel undid the clasps of her bra, releasing her generous breasts.
Trent was on them in a flash, licking and sucking at the nipples,
causing her to gasp and squeal in delight at the pleasurable
sensation, more jolts of electricity spreading through her body.
But she still remained achingly empty. She needed one of these men
to fill her. Or all of them.
    She felt someone slipping her panties off
now, exposing her completely to these men, and before long, she
felt something long and wet slipping between her dripping folds.
She gasped and tensed, but she knew it was a tongue and not a cock.
It was Vincent. She glanced down and smiled. He was returning the
favor that she’d given him in the park.
    Rachel tilted her head back, closing her
eyes and moaning, savoring and concentrating completely on the
pleasure that these men were giving her. It was the most erotic
thing she’d ever experienced, and she only wanted more and more of
it.
    Vincent hit her clit just then, and she
moaned and arched her back, pressing herself downwards, into his
face, just as he had done to her a few hours ago. Trent was still
playing with her breasts, grabbing massive handfuls and running his
rough thumb over her large, hard nipple, while he sucked lovingly
on the other one.
    But still they denied her the one thing she
wanted. Vincent was going harder and faster now, and she knew he
wanted to make her orgasm, just as she’d done for her. His slick
tongue