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tattooed man’s huge cock started to return to a more realistic size.
    Roger returned with a contraption she hadn’t seen before. Blondie moved his fingers down between her legs and used his index finger to repeatedly flick her fleshy folds. She cried out in pain, hoping he wouldn’t stop. It was unbearably erotic.
    Roger lifted her spare breast and placed a clear plastic suction cup over the huge nipple. She could see his cock was still swollen and he was far from being finished.
    He pushed her nipple inside and used a little hand pump to pull her nipple further into it. The sensation was exquisite. Her nipple felt so tender and raw as it was sucked into a strong vacuum. Stephanie couldn’t have decided which she preferred, Blondie sucking her like she was a cow or the titty pump that set her nipple on fire.
    “I want to see it out her arse,” the man taking photos of cum dripping from her pussy said. He sounded unusually posh against the rest of them who were more of a working type. She looked up at him but could only see his silhouette as he stood in front of the lights, his face in complete shadow. She bet he was as huge as the other cocks she had experienced so far. Being surrounded by all these perverts, she couldn’t think of a better place to be.
    Roger squeezed on the hand pump again and she gasped at the strength of the vacuum. Her whole nipple was being pulled deep into the cup now and she loved the way it looked. Like an udder being milked. Like a slutty whore doing her job, being used as a fuck toy in a fucking sex toyshop. Perfect.
    She felt hot tears run down her cheeks, tears of pain and tears of ecstasy. The man who had just finished fucking her, pushed her forwards off him. Her legs were wide apart as Blondie repeatedly flicked her clit while she balanced on the end of the man’s knees. Her nipples were both on fire and the constant flicking was becoming more unbearable by the second. Roger took her jaw in his hand and lifted her head up to look at him. She felt her nipple being sucked into the cup even further and yelped.
    “Tell me what you are,” he asked, oil shining off his forehead under the glare of the lights. She looked up at him while feeling fire flowing from her cunt to her nipples.
    “I’m a slut,” she replied coyly looking into his eyes with a certain amount of pride. His lips curled and he slapped her face. It wasn’t hard but it she turned her on to be so badly treated.
    “I’m a fuck toy that needs using,” she continued, hoping that would please him more. He slapped the other side of her face instead and she fell back onto her arms strapped together behind her. The posh man grabbed her ankle and lifted her leg into the air. More photos were taken and she could feel a trickle of cum exiting her swollen pussy.
    Blondie stopped flicking her and inserted three fingers up her hole. They slid easily all the way up to his knuckles and he started wiggling them around inside her. He pushed her tit out his mouth and put his face up close to her.
    “It’s nice and wet up your little cum hole yes,” he whispered. Up close he was flawless. Nerves she never knew existed, burst through with overwhelming sensations. She could only nod at him, feeling as helpless as a rabbit trapped in oncoming headlights; a prisoner to the fingers that were working her G-spot like never before. It was cruel and intense and she liked it even more than him sucking on her breasts like a fat cow.
    “Please,” she begged, surprised at her own voice. She sounded positively whorish, like a porno queen straight out some second rate European porno.
    Roger leaned forward, grunted and slapped her face.
    A man grabbed her breasts and squeezed them out like udders. The plastic cup dangled full of stretched nipple.
    She watched the posh man looking at the fingers inside her cunt and she screamed out unable to bottle up the explosion deep inside her for a second longer. Blondie pushed in four fingers and she felt