"Ohhhhh! Baby, don't do that!" Hiller pleaded with a low moan. "I'm supposed to fuck you next, not cum in your mouth! Keep me hard, that's all, don't suck me dry!"
The two men behind the camera laughed at Hiller's discomfort, but the lovely redhead stopped gargling with the skinny cop's dick in her throat. Instead, he punched the hard prick into her lips sporadically, just enough to keep himself rigid, and watched his partner being fucked by the fantastic strawberry blonde nymph.
Laurel was really balling Lucenta. The fat cop was groaning and babbling about how tight her cunt was as it traveled up and down his erect, cock at a frantic tempo. The steady slap, slap, slap of Laurel's juicy cunt lips against the big cop's balls and stomach fur was driving everyone in the room – including Laurel – mad with lust.
"Ma' tis!" Laurel murmured aloud, hoping either Lucenta or Hiller would understand her garbled pleas as she continued to suck cock. "Un of ooh pla w' ma' tis!"
Hiller figured out that "tis" meant tits and grabbed two handfuls of the bounding, bobbling mounds as they jiggled wildly up and down on the girl's heaving chest. The lanky cop caressed the pert pink nipples and dug his fingers into the firm, billowy whiteness as he plowed his dong into Laurel's lips.
Laurel whimpered as Hiller massaged her tits. The hot flashes of cum-stirrings in her well-fucked pussy linked up instantly with the similar pulses arcing out of the redhead's spasming nipples, making her whole nervous system feel as if a thousand volts were suddenly running through it.
"Ooooooooogghh!" Laurel wailed, her cunt hammering at the thick hunk of cock ravaging it at a mile-a-minute pace.
The orgasming girl bucked her hips up and down over Lucenta's swollen cock faster and faster as she came, hoping to feel the fat man's bloated ball sac emptying its hot contents into her slippery meat before her insides stopped quivering with release. Lucenta's nuts responded gushingly to her unspoken prayer of lust. Huge globs of white-hot, creamy cum boiled up out of the flying cock at that moment, bathing Laurel's clasping pussy canal with burning spunk.
"Urrrggahhhhhaaadddd!" Lucenta screamed, his cum shooting out of his prick with a force and fury it hadn't seen in years.
The fat cop almost had a coronary as the girl's climaxing pussy ate his jizz and sucked for more. The wonderful, jerking spurts wouldn't stop, and Laurel was howling with joy above him and riding his juicing dick like a jockey thundering down the stretch, her incredibly tight, gulping cunny milking every drop out of the sighing cop's creaming loins.
"Ohhhhhh, honey… they're empty!" Lucenta gasped at last, his eyes bugging beneath the ski mask. "My nuts are completely drained!"
Laurel realized only vaguely that she was to stop fucking. Her cunt was full of gooey, heated man jism, but it seemed to demand more her titties had shuddered through at least two exquisite cums as well, but they still wanted more stimulation, more pulsing climaxes linked with her orgasming pussy!
The aroused redhead, knowing just what she wanted, let Hiller's long, steely pecker out of her sucking lips. She looked up at him, fire dancing in her eyes, her cunt still smoldering with desire, and jerked his prick up and down as she pleaded visually with him.
"Do you want to fuck me?" Laurel panted body. "Do you want to stick this long, hard thing in my tight little cunt right now?"
"Oh, fuck, do I!" Hiller yelled like a turned-on madman, releasing Laurel's tits and gripping her under each arm instead.
The thin cop yanked the tall girl to her feet and turned her around roughly, as if he were slamming a suspect against the wall to frisk for weapons. Laurel put her arms out, her hands slapping against the fireplace stones. Hiller made her spread her legs wide and lean way forward, supporting her upper body's weight on her arms as he moved in between her legs from behind. She felt his dick, meaty and unyielding, slap her in the cuntal gash as he bunched down behind her and adjusted his stance to the right angle.
"Uhhhhhh!" the tall cop yelled as he found her juicy hole and thrust his rapier-like dick deep into the redhead's pinkness.
"Ooooooooooooh!" Laurel threw back her head and wailed as the long, hot cock bit deeply into her cunt from the rear.
The hot-to-trot girl loved the searing, driving penetration, but she had never had it from the back yet and the force and depth surprised her. Hiller's lengthy prick felt as if it had lanced clear up into her guts, and Laurel found her knees shaking with excitement as he reached around and re-captured her swaying tits and started to work them as he fucked her.
His cock pounded up into the girl's molten cunny again and again, picking up speed, as she found the right butt-thrusting glide to meet him with and he discovered the correct angle at which to pierce her super-heated, almost liquid pussy.
"Oh, oh, God? It's good! It's fucking terrific!" the mindless, fuck-crazy girl moaned, her long hair her butt moving in and out, her tits compressed into the man's strong hands.
Hitler could do nothing but grunt his agreement. He rammed up into the twenty-year-old's sucking goodness relentlessly, animal-like, his only concern the unbelievable tightness of her cunt and the building fury of their mutual cum.
"Do it! Do it! Ugh! Ahhh! Ohhhh! Oooooh!" Laurel gasped and panted with each lunge of the clit-bending cock as he fired it up into her.
Hitler growled like an enraged wolf and hung onto Laurel's tits as if they were hard rubber handles grown for the express purpose of fucking her. He whipped his hips in and out wildly, the strokes into the girl's clenching love hole climbing to an uncountable number per minute as he fucked her and fucked her and fucked her.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhh!" Laurel screamed, the monumental orgasm of the evening slamming into her helpless body like a plane hitting a mountaintop.
Shimmying spasmodically, the voluptuous redhead gurgled and fucked her way through a heart-stopping, mind-bending cum. She felt Hiller going off in her pussy like an uncorked champagne bottle, his thick cum rolling into her constricted pussy tunnel and blasting back out her already stuffed-with-cum cooze like hot cream from an overflowing cup. The huge wads of jism didn't stop until the last tremor was gone from her climaxing fuck mound, and the river of jizz had run all the way down her thighs and spilled down to her knees.
"Ohhhhhh!" Laurel sighed as Hiller's depleted cock was pulled from her cunt and she was allowed to slip limply down onto the rug.
She lay there, a pool of cum between her legs, spunk splashed onto her butt, her tits bruised from the man's tight grip. She looked up at the camera, a thoroughly debauched, contented look on her face, and dropped her head tiredly back onto the black bearskin.
"Cut!" yelled the captain. "Holy fuck! If those asshole porno kings don't buy this, they're fuckin' BLIND!"
There was excited talk all around by the men, and much congratulation. Laurel lay where she was, trying to get up the energy to go into the bathroom and take a hot, cleansing bath.
She realized that the last shreds of her self respect lay tattered around her reclining body, but she also was begging to know something else – she had enjoyed what she had just done, every lewd, degrading, exciting minute of it, more than she had ever enjoyed anything in her life. And she would do it again if asked – film or no film!
CHAPTER SIX
"Come on, Laurel, I'll take you home," the captain offered as the refreshed looking redhead came out of the bathroom a half-hour later.
"B-But, I was supposed to go with Dean," Laurel stammered. "He came over and got me and I thought he'd…"
The confused twenty-year-old's voice broke off as she looked around the room and saw the three men – Lucenta, Hiller, and Dean – all passed out on various couches and chairs. They all had drinks near their hands.