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arm, and almost twice as thick. She squeaked behind her gag, half from intense arousal and half from sudden worry that she’d tear.
    He pointed to the three guys standing around with limp dicks. “Suck on her tits and work her clit. I want her pussy creaming.”
    Warm wet mouths engulfed Irina’s nipples again, licking and sucking and tickling them until they were hard and puckered and every touch sent an intense shock down to her pussy. A pair of slick fingertips rubbed slow circles around her clit. He knelt between Irina’s legs and touched the head of his cock to her pussy lips. It matched the entire circumference of her vulva — it would never go in. She wailed behind the gag.
    “Lube,” he said. Someone threw the bottle of lube.
    He caught the bottle in midair, and slathered up his cock. Gently, he began to work his cockhead into her pussy. He eased it into her wet slit until her outer lips engulfed the head, and his oozing tip reached the entrance to her pussy. He kneaded the opening of her pussy with it, in long, deep, massaging strokes.
    “I’m patient, bitch,” he said to her. “It’s gonna go all the way up your cunt eventually. Yeah. I know how to wait.”
    Irina moaned. The mouths sucking on her tits and the two fingers rubbing her clit had chased any fear from her imagination, and she relaxed the muscles of her pussy as much as she could. Her pussy began to swell and stretch. A tiny little spark of pain jumped, in the side of her pussy wall, but then she felt it massaged away. The man working her clit started to rub it a little faster. Tongues slithered against her nipples.
    One of the men rubbing his cock climbed up on the bed, straddled Irina, and knelt down on top of her. She could feel the hairs on his balls tickle her twitching stomach as he worked his dick harder and faster, harder and faster, squeezing the glistening cockhead. “Uhh,” he moaned. His belly and thighs began to tense up. Irina’s pussy was spreading, opening. He rubbed harder, aiming his dick towards Irina’s face like a cannon. “Yeah.” His balls lifted, his belly trembled, and he bit his lower lip and growled “Oh, here it fuckin’ comes! ”
    Irina felt a load splash onto her collarbone, spattering droplets of cum everywhere, and running in rivers down her neck and shoulders, into her hair. She squealed as another huge jet of cum gushed like a fountain between her tits.
    As the guy’s giant squirt dried up, she suddenly became aware of the cock between her legs. It was almost inside!
    The man on top of her squeezed the last droplets of cum from his dick, shaking them onto her like he’d just taken a luscious piss. Cum dribbled down Irina’s sides.
    “You always cum like a fuckin’ elephant,” someone said.
    The man between her legs was starting to swirl the head of his cock around, stretching her pussy muscles, working her open. It wouldn’t be long now. Just a few more strokes and he’d be in. She started to push out. He felt it. His whole head was in now, except for the ridge, that last little hang-up of flesh. She kept working her pussy outward. It was easy, once she got the hang of it. He worked her back. Every time she flexed, another few millimeters went in. If she paid attention to the warm, wet mouths working her titties into a frenzy, it was easier to flex. The fingers rubbing her clit slowed down and gave her a few slow, direct strokes right on the head of her nub. A new wave of warmth spread throughout her pussy.
    That was all it took. Irina’s cunt spread open, and the giant cock slid halfway in. Another push took him all the way up to his base. The crowd cheered.
    He fucked her just like he’d gotten his cock inside — like he was rooting around in her pussy to try to draw out every drop of pleasure. Every motion of his dick felt enormous, something huge being pulled out of her entire body and then filled back in. She squeezed, once, and it was just too much, so she kept flexing her pussy in