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licked her lips. Sucking Gustav’s cock had been quite an experience.
    She wondered if Karl, Gustav’s business associate, was with him. Two hands ran up the back of her legs, then brushed over her breasts before jamming into her mouth.
    A man laughed. “Horny little thing, isn’t she?” Elle didn’t recognize his voice.
    Then yet another unfamiliar voice said, “So this is the infamous Elle.” He leaned closer to her, his lips brushing against her ear. “I’ve been wanting to fuck your tight little cunt for some time now.”
    And then he inserted a finger right into her warm, wet slit. Elle trusted her lovers and knew they’d never allow an unworthy man to touch her, so she wasn’t worried. She moaned, enjoying the feeling of being appraised by these strangers.
    “Ah. Here come Karl and Tommy,” Gustav said. “Let the games begin!”
    Elle inhaled sharply. Eight men.
    Eight.
    Cunningham had once said that seven was the limit. The most she’d ever had was five. She wondered when and why he changed his mind.
    If all these men were as enthusiastic as the hands that were groping, pinching and teasing her, they were going to wear her out.
    “We’ll take turns,” Cunningham said. “See me if you need condoms.” 
    Someone removed her shoes and Elle found herself propelled out of the limo and into cool, shifting sand. Then she suddenly noticed the tangy smell of the water, the keening cries of seagulls and terns.
    She anticipated being forced to her knees in the sand, and she was right. Something was used to tie her hands behind her back. Elle patiently tilted her chin up.
    She didn’t have to wait long. A short, very thick cock breached her lips without any warning. The man fucked her mouth with long in-strokes, but he pulled out fast. In slow, out fast. She didn’t know if he did it to make it easier for her to breathe or if he just preferred it that way.
    Then a longer, surprisingly hard and thin cock was prodding forward. Elle’s head was yanked to the side, and she was forced to bear the frenetic fucking. Karl, she knew intuitively. He was always a bit too boisterous for Elle’s taste.
    Someone grabbed at her, and Karl sprang free of her mouth with a wet smack. Then a very large, very thick cock was making its way deep in her throat. Elle moaned. She’d recognize Cunningham’s massive tool anywhere, and when his hand brushed her jaw, she thrilled to his touch.
    But other cocks were waiting to be serviced, and Elle was expected to attend to all of them, one after the other. None of them were getting off, which had her more than a little concerned. She’d reconciled herself to the idea of two men in her pussy, but two in her ass as well was a deal-breaker. She redoubled her efforts on the randy men, but to no avail. They were biding their time.
    “Take her to the van,” Cunningham said.
    Eager hands dragged her to her feet, and someone smacked her ass. Elle yelped and stumbled forward, trying to catch her breath. Her jaw ached, and she was so wet that she was dripping down her inner thighs. Some of it was from Nolan’s earlier fucking, but she knew that a lot of it was her own excitement.
    A creaky door opened, and Elle was hoisted up. Her wrists were untied and she was shoved forward. She landed on her hands and knees. The van, assuming that’s where she was, was covered in soft blankets, and Elle smiled at her lovers’ thoughtfulness.
    She was going to kneel up, but someone straddled her knees with his, and before Elle could react, she had a fat dick deep in her ass.
    “Put your shoulders down and arch your back,” the man growled. It was one of the strangers. Elle quickly complied, but he smacked his open hand hard against her tender rump anyway. “Tell me you like my cock in you.”
    “I like your cock in me,” Elle mewled.
    “Sit her up so I can play with those titties,” another voice said, and Elle was hauled up to kneeling, which made her settle even deeper on the stranger’s