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Jonathan, never one to pass up such an opportunity, unzipped his slacks and reached inside. A moment later, his slowly stiffening cock brushed against her lips. The tip of Elle’s tongue flickered out and she tasted him.
    Cunningham tightened his hold on her waist. “Nolan, if you don’t mind.”
    Nolan already had his hand wrapped around his erection. Cunningham shifted Elle so that her legs trailed into the open space in the middle of the limo.
    He simultaneously plunged four fingers into her: two into her slick pussy and two into her ass. Elle gasped in surprise, and when her lips parted, Jonathan raised his hips until her mouth was full of him.
    Cunningham pulled his fingers almost all the way out, then entered again. Even one of his fingers was enough to fill her, so she was stretched and sated. She didn’t need any more than this.
    Except her lovers didn’t agree. She felt Nolan sliding up between her legs. The soft fabric of his pants caressed her inner thighs, then he was pressing into her heat …
    Elle tried to move away, but the men held her down. Jonathan fondled her breasts with one hand, scratching his fingers very lightly over the excited nipples.
    She moaned, and then Nolan was fully inside. Nolan plus Cunningham’s fingers, all squeezed in her. Her ass was full, her cunt stretched pleasurably.
    Nolan began fucking her in a slow, steady rhythm, his short nails digging into the bare skin of her ass, so very sore from Cunningham’s spanking.
    “When you come, which will be very soon, you’re going to feel that you’re losing complete control of your bladder,” Cunningham said, his deep voice hypnotic. “That’s a normal concern when you’ve got so much inside you, but you have nothing to fear. And if it happens, it’s not a big deal.”
    Panicked, Elle tried to wiggle free, but found she was completely restrained. There was no way she was a match for three muscular, healthy men in the prime of their lives. They would fuck her how they wanted, and she would gratefully accept it.
    Cunningham twitched his fingers, pulsing right into her g-spot. Elle’s eyes rolled back into her head and she moaned huskily as she came. It was like ten orgasms rolled into one long, almost painful one. Luckily, she didn’t lose complete control of her body.
    “Damn, woman, the way your throat caresses my dick when you convulse like that should be illegal.” Jonathan squeezed her nipple, then tangled her hair up in both his hands and drew her head back. A moment later, he was fucking her mouth hard and fast in a frenzied rhythm.
    “Jonathan,” Cunningham warned. “We’re here.”
    Jonathan reluctantly loosened his hold on her, but he kept himself buried in her mouth. Elle didn’t mind having to breathe around his erection. Truth be told, holding him there was very hot because she knew that at any moment, he might surge forward again, out of control. In fact, she hoped he would.
    The limo slowed, then a moment later, Elle felt they were driving on pillows. Nolan pulled out of her, Cunningham slowly withdrew his fingers, and Jonathan twisted away from her mouth, laying her head on the plush seat. Their absence left Elle shuddering and shivering, suddenly cold after having gotten used to the heat of their male bodies.
    Cunningham reached into his jacket pocket and produced the rolled-up tie. Instead of looping it around his neck, he slapped Elle’s ass lightly. “Kneel in front of me.”
    She sat up and slid onto the carpeted floor. Nolan wrestled off the rest of her clothing.
    “Close your eyes.”
    The silky tie draped over her eyelids, and then tightened in a band around her head. Cunningham secured the makeshift blindfold well enough that she couldn’t even open her eyes. She was completely in the dark.
    The limo door opened.
    “Elle. It is a pleasure to see you.” It was Gustav, one of the company’s best clients. His sexy European accent and cultured voice were unmistakeable. Her pussy clenched, and she