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burning hole to ram himself cruelly through her ring every time. She moaned in the throes of an utterly humiliating orgasm as Albert, smiling triumphantly, shot almost contemptuous trickles of sperm into her gasping mouth.
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    Later that night Amanda was sitting in her bath again, this time soaking her aching bottom and thinking that at least she might be able to start seeing Paul again now. She caressed her vulva with a bar of soap trying to wash away the memory of Albert, but she kept seeing his smile as he came in her mouth, and despite the steaming hot bathwater, she shivered.
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    At Amanda’s high school reunion later that year - which Albert insisted she attend even though Sidney, thank goodness, was not going - Amanda sat between Paul and her brother-in-law. Albert had not graduated the same year they had, yet he had insisted on coming and seemed delighted to be there.
    He wore a sleek tuxedo, and Paul wore that same suit of his. She was dressed - again at Albert’s insistence - entirely in white. Her breasts swelled half out of a white sweater’s extremely low neckline, her white skirt reached only halfway down her slim thighs, and her beret was also as white as snow. They were attracting all sorts of stares where they sat together, mostly from men since, for some reason, very few women had shown up for the reunion.
    Finally the lights went out and the slideshow began, the Where are they now ? part of the evening.
    Mandy’s nerves started tingling when she heard the announcer’s voice booming loudly through the microphone, ‘Tonight, as a special treat for all of you invited to this special preview of the actual reunion taking place tomorrow, we have a video presentation of the life-and-times of our very own Prom Queen, the girl voted most likely to succeed. Yes, we have special footage of the girl who made it all the way to the top, our very own Mandy Van, now New York’s infamous Amanda Vanforth!’
    She felt her body go cold with shock as on the big screen she suddenly saw a huge, naked version of herself being happily fucked in the ass by Albert while she happily sucked Paul’s huge cock. The camera had been focused on her face; there was no doubt about the fact that the girl in the picture was her.
    The slides clicked on remorselessly, one after another, and each one was worse than the last. Especially humiliating was a close-up of Paul spurting cum over her closed eyes, immediately followed by one of Albert pressing her face against the floor and making her lick it clean of sperm.
    The terrible distorted voice through the microphone spoke again, and suddenly she realised it was her husband, Sidney, who was addressing the mostly male gathering. ‘Yes, friends, your dear Mandy has been committing adultery. I’m sure that won’t stand her in good stead through her divorce proceedings. And then, of course, there’s the little matter of embezzling company funds for that little stock portfolio of hers she has put away for a rainy day. But let me tell you, folks, her husband knows about Amanda’s little ways. Or should I say, Mandy’s? Her husband has that portfolio well in hand, unlike Mandy. She really shouldn’t have tried to cheat her husband. And that’s why we’re here now, ladies and gentlemen. You all have your lottery tickets? Well then, come on up, because one of you lucky ticket holders, as you all know from your invitations, gets to fuck Mandy Vanforth. One of you gets to fuck her any way you like, and another lucky winner gets to have her suck his cock. Come up, come up, one and all, and bring your tickets! Mandy?’
    In a dream, Mandy found herself rising. ‘Yes, Sidney?’ she answered the god-like voice. She could not see beyond the lights of the slide machine that continued to project her giant face, and the circle of her rouged lips as she opened her mouth wide, straining to take Paul’s cock deep