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The Social Gathering: Part 4

Panting between the ball gag, the first cock slides quite nicely in her ass. Her gaze is fixed towards the ceiling, leaving her to concentrate on the strong thrust being received. The man does not care to satisfy his partner. It only seeks to please himself until he cums and then move on.
In... and out. In... and out. He thrust as if doing it with a fleshlight and not a person.
Or maybe, in the midst of the blissful sea of pleasure, that was what she had become.
The idea only served to arouse her even more as the man shot his load deep inside her ass. Without delay a new cock was shoved in without a lack of delicacy. Much like the first man, it only sought to please itself.
But the Doll had been used for hours now. Non-stop playing had left her lustful body in a need to release it all. Even if it went without a care for her, or perhaps because of that, it only felt better and better with each thrust.
Her eyes get lost in the ceiling.
Her mind gets filled with nothing but cocks. If it hadn't already.
A degenerate smile forms on her lips.
In a sea of depravity, the Doll gets lost as the guests fuck her throughout the night.