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was when he stared at her like that, like even an avalanche would be insufficient to stop him from fucking her. Nolan’s arms were crossed, and he was trying hard to look uninterested, but Elle saw the bulge in his pants.
    “First, you’re going to suck us off while we each spank you. Then you’re going to get us hard again. You are not to orgasm. Understood?”
    “Yes,” Elle whimpered. She fell to her knees and pawed at his pants. If she could just get him in her mouth, she could make him forget.
    “No. Jonathan first.”
    Elle nodded and shifted so that when Jonathan approached, his cock hard and in hand, she was able to take him without wasting a second. She sucked him the best she ever had, twisting her head as she moved up and down on him as she gently caressed his balls. She would have thought that the cold might put a damper on his enthusiasm, but being outside seemed to make him even more excited.
    Cunningham pulled her pants down, then her long underwear. She shivered as the air nipped at her exposed flesh. But a moment later a sharp smack warmed her right up.
    She moaned, and the vibration seemed to get Jonathan even more worked up.
    “How upset are you, Jonathan?” Cunningham asked.
    Jonathan’s hand came to rest on the top of her head as he urged her to take him even deeper. “I think,” he gasped, “that I can’t be mad at someone who does this to my cock.”
    “Nolan?”
    “I’m devastated,” he said cheerfully. “Make sure to warm her pussy up for me. I want it burning hot when I fuck her.”
    “Stand up, Elle, but keep sucking,” Jonathan said.
    Cunningham made an approving noise as Elle struggled to obey, then his hand connected with Elle’s exposed buttocks so smartly that it drove all of the air out of her lungs. “You have been very bad, Elle,” he said. “You could have been hurt.” He smacked her again. She wanted to throw herself on his mercy, but she had to attend to Jonathan, whose cock was swelling up as she squirmed under Cunningham’s furious palms.  
    Unexpected tears made everything blurry. The worst part of the punishment was knowing how angry Cunningham was. Nolan came forward and pressed hard on her neck, holding her still so that Jonathan could fuck her mouth as hard as he wanted.
    Her entire body was warmed, now. She wanted Cunningham to, just for a second, slip a finger inside of her. To give her pleasure. To show that he didn’t hate her.
    But all he did was spank her harder.
    Jonathan groaned and rammed his hips forward, and with Nolan’s firm grasp on her neck, Elle could do nothing but take every drop right into her throat.
    Then he and Cunningham switched places. “Make sure you spank her hard,” Cunningham said.
    “Sure thing.” But first Jonathan did something even worse. Two fingers slid into her tight sheath, and she cried out as her pussy clenched involuntarily around him.
    “Hold me in your mouth,” Cunningham rasped. He grabbed her neck and forced her toward his erection, already glistening, almost glowing in the light that filtered through the snow-covered trees. He pushed past her lips, and Elle opened wide to accommodate him.
    No matter how hard she tried to ignore Jonathan finger-fucking her, she couldn’t. Whenever the four of them were together, she got so horny. They were every fantasy she’d ever had and then some.
    Jonathan withdrew his fingers and tartly slapped her ass. “Don’t you come.” Then Nolan was fucking her pussy. She knew it was him because he was rough, always, his knees brusquely opening her legs wider. Nolan’s cold hand slid under her coat and pushed up her sweater. Elle jerked and squealed.
    “Don’t move,” Cunningham growled. Nolan’s fingers teased around her nipples, but instead of numbing her, her skin got hotter and hotter. Nolan flicked at the erect buds as he pounded away. Elle tried to beg for mercy, but her mouth was full of Cunningham, and he wasn’t trying to come. He was holding back, taking