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time she did better. Though in the end, it seemed a little cockeyed, neither the stranger nor Cunningham complained. At last she rolled it down his length.
    The man smiled wickedly. “You’ll be punished for taking so long. Get on your knees and suck me.”
    She knelt, happy to be given an order that she knew she could carry out to any man’s satisfaction. First she attended to the bulbous head, but it was strange to be sucking on a condom. It reminded her of being at the dentist.
    The man grunted softly, and that was all the encouragement Elle needed. She took more of him in her mouth, wrapped her lips around the base and sucked for all she was worth.
    He tensed up. “Stop.”
    Elle stopped and waited, allowing the man’s erection to cradle in her mouth.
    “Up.”
    She released him from her mouth and stood. The man reached under her shirt to fondle her breasts. He circled her nipple with his fingers, pinching and squeezing them at his leisure.
    Then he lowered his hands to her buttocks. Elle gasped; the skin there was so raw. But the stranger only seemed to take pleasure in her discomfort. He grabbed one of her ass cheeks, pulled up on the firm globe, and slipped a gentle finger into her tight, dry little hole.
    “Climb up on me, girl, and ride my cock.”
    Elle stretched one of her legs up and hooked it around the man’s muscular waist. His rough denim scratched her skin, but she didn’t mind.  
    He tightened his grip on her sore skin and lifted her up. She clamped her other leg around him while grabbing onto his bulging biceps.
    Without removing his finger from her ass, he hefted her a little higher, his cock brushing up against her slick flesh. When he slowly lowered her, he breached her pussy.
    Elle held her breath as she descended onto his shaft. Her flesh stretched to welcome him, and the man began bouncing her up and down. He leaned away from her, and they were perfectly balanced. His eyes closed in ecstasy.
    “Come, Elle. Let him feel your pussy squeezing him.” Cunningham’s voice was confident and relaxed, but Elle knew him well enough to realize that he was incredibly turned on.
    Knowing Cunningham watched was enough to send her over the edge. She cried out and arched back as her insides clenched around the stranger’s pulsating organ, and she felt him get even harder… then he was growling like a beast.
    Exhausted, she went limp, but the man was still moving. Elle looked to the side and saw that several of the onlookers were pleasuring themselves. Some of the men weren’t attractive at all, and she hoped Cunningham wasn’t going to ask her to service them, too.
    … But at the same time, a tiny part of her was intrigued. Being forced to suck all those cocks, to let those repulsive men touch her… it was a fantasy… though not one she was sure she’d enjoy in reality.
    Elle’s partner roughly stuck his hand between their bodies and grasped the base of the condom. When his fingers brushed up against her overexcited flesh, Elle gasped, and her pussy fluttered again, squeezing him as he slowly extracted himself from her.
    He lowered her to the ground. His shirt was damp with perspiration, and he smelled faintly of clean, male sweat. “I can see why your Dom keeps you around.”  
    A few people in the crowd laughed. They were watching to see what would come next. Even the black-clad women watched Elle and Cunningham closely, their shiny red lips moist, their eyes gleaming in hopeful anticipation.
    Cunningham took her hand and led her to the car. “Stand with your legs open,” he ordered. He went into the glovebox and pulled out a box of moistened wipes, and he handed a few to Elle. “Clean yourself up and fix your clothes.”
    Her excitement had been so great that she had quite a bit of work, but she made herself presentable.
    The crowd was beginning to disperse, some of the people now going off in small groups. Not far away, a man had another man on his knees. Elle watched, mesmerized, as the