Wife on Offer (Biker_Faerie & Cnuveau)

Linda worked her finger in and out of Zara's ass while her tongue zeroed din on her clit. Zara rocked her hips into Linda more forcefully as her moans became more frantic. Zara pinched and groped at her own breasts as she let out a throaty groan then began to shudder.

Zara's orgasm rocked her as her juices coated Linda's lips. Her legs quivered as she collapsed with her hands against the platform to brace herself as she cried out. Zara's loud cries drew the attention of those that weren't already watching her as she writhed on Linda's face then crawled off and collapsed on the platform.

Linda ran her tongue over her lips taking in Zara's taste as her attention returned to the man thrusting into her. Linda's hips were lifted off the platform as her legs wrapped around his torso. Her mind consumed by the sensation of his cock thrusting into her and the eyes of the crowd on her as she was fucked for their entertainment.

Through the dim room surrounding them Linda could sense movement of figures moving closer to the platform. She looked over to see a figure stroking his cock beside the platform. The lights prevented her from seeing anything but the outline of his form but her strokes appeared to be long. Linda reached a hand out towards the figure inviting him to join them.
 
Maria made taking Ramon’s cock look easy and Ramon began to fuck her with some urgency. She held out her hand to Bill who poured some oil out onto it. Then Maria put the hand between her legs and worked the oil into Grace’s pussy.

“It takes a lot of blood to get the boys fully erect so I’ll get each of them hard then hand them over to you.”

Grace nodded at Maria whose face hovered over her own.

“When I do you need to get them inside you quickly and let them fuck you, otherwise they’ll go soft again. Ready?”

“Yes.”

With the speed of a formula 1 pit crew performing a tyre change, Maria pulled herself off Ramon and jumped off Grace. She gave Ramon’s cock a final slathering of oil and wanked him furiously before letting him descend on Grace.

Despite the lubrication, the first time he tried, Ramon’s cock didn’t go in. Maria wanked his cock even more furiously and told Ramon to push harder.

The second time Ramon held nothing back and his cock penetrated Grace but as it did Grace felt as if her vagina was being ripped apart. She yelped in pain but Ramon paid her no heed. Once he was inside her it was as if Ramon was programmed to do one thing only. And that was to fuck Grace until he came.

There was no subtlety, no tenderness. Ramon just fucked her like a stallion servicing a mare. His only objective was to plant his seed in her. It was almost frenzied. After a while, Grace found herself beginning to come to terms with his size but just as she was beginning to enjoy it, Ramon let out a high pitched squeal and flooded Grace with his sperm. There was so much that she felt the surplus being forced out of her with every dying thrust of Ramon’s erection.

Ramon lifted himself off Grace, exhausted by the effort and for the first time Grace saw Maria riding Bill’s cock. Getting him ready for her.

“Ready for the main event?” Maria asked.
 
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Linda's back arched further off the platform as he drove hard into her. She could feel his cock starting to throb inside her as he gripped her hips tight. She sensed the movement from the man she waved over beside her but was too consumed by the forceful thrusts pay much attention to him.

"Oh fuck! Yes!" she cried out as her body began to quake and her orgasm hit her like a lightening bolt coursing through every nerve in her body.

He continued to fuck Linda through her orgasm then let out a loud groan as jets of his hot cum filled her quivering pussy.

Linda lay gasping on the platform as the man climbed from between her legs and made his way back to the bar. Linda finally gathered her senses and opened her eyes to find the man she'd waved over kneeling beside her. Her eyes fixed on the his huge cock as it dangled there at her lips. She slowly parted her lips then guided his cock between them.

Her jaw stretched wide as she took him deep in her throat. It'd been a while since she'd been with someone this big and she craved the sensation of him stretching her. His skilled mouth had him fully erect in no time so she guided him to his back, straddled him then lowered herself onto that monster cock of his.
 
When Grace indicated that she was ready, Maria did the same quick dismount that she had last time. She oiled Bill’s cock but there was no point in oiling Grace’s pussy this time as it was fully lubricated by Ramon’s cum

Bill got up off the bed and climbed on top of Grace, arching his back to make room for his cock between them, then she felt him sliding in

Ramon’s cock had done most of the groundwork, making way for Bill’s stallion size erection but Grace still felt herself stretching to fit all of him in. The older man was more relaxed than the young colt had been and he took time to kiss Grace as he began to slowly piston the massive shaft into her. Grace kissed him back and let her hands roam over his incredibly taught body. Every inch of him was muscle it seemed and the largest muscle of all was skewering her to the bed.

Bill picked up the speed and began to fuck her more forcefully and Grace felt the beginnings of an orgasm inside her. She focussed on the sensation of being reamed by such a large tool and as the orgasm grew she urged Bill to fuck her harder. Bill responded with the strength and stamina of a man who’d dedicated his life to fitness and Grace clawed at his back as she began to lose control of her senses

Wrapping her legs around Bill’s she clung to him as her orgasm took control of her, urging him to cum in her and Bill responded pounding her as hard as he could and holding nothing back.

Grace couldn’t have told you how long her ordeal was. Bill took her from orgasm to orgasm without so much as taking a breath to recover. In fact it was Maria who intervened to bring matters to a close. She leant over as he was fucking Grace, cupped his balls in her hand then pushed her thumb against his anus. It did the trick and within moments Bill was cumming copiously.

Grace was surprised how quickly Bill went soft. She could see the effort had exhausted him and he climbed off then lay on the bed. Maria moved closer to her and cuddled her.

“How was that?” she asked.

“You guys were amazing,” Grace answered

“They can’t hear you,” Maria laughed. “They both faint after sex. It happens every time. Their cocks need so much blood that, when they stop fucking, their blood pressure drops and they faint. They’re fine, they’ll wake up in ten minutes or so.”
 
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Linda's eyes closed and she let out a loud groan as she sank to the hilt on his cock.

"God, that's big." she said in a breathy tone as her nails clawed at his chest. She rocked her hips, gringing on him and getting used to his size before liftering her hips then slamming down hard on him again.

"So big." she said again as she picked up a steady pace riding him.

His hands groped her breasts, teasing her nipples. The sound of her wetness was audible as she impaled herself onto him repeatedly. Her pace quickened as she found herself careening toward another orgasm.

"Yes, own my pussy" she cried out as he began meeting her with hard thrusts of his own.

Her body started to tremble as her breathing became more shallow. A slight position change had him ramming his cock hard against her g-spot and she erupted in loud moans. Her juices flowed freely soaking him as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm.

Linda's body collapsed on top of him as he gripped her hips and thrust deep into her one last time then released stream ofter stream of his thick cum deep inside her.

They lay there motionless for a moment before Linda kissed him deeply then climbed off to crawled to the edge of the platform. It was getting late and she needed to go find Grace and get back. As she collected her panties and bra she hoped Grace managed to have as much fun as her.

On wabbly legs she made her way out to disco where she'd left Grace.
 
They can’t hear you,” Maria laughed. “They both faint after sex. It happens every time. Their cocks need so much blood that, when they stop fucking, their blood pressure drops and they faint. They’re fine, they’ll wake up in ten minutes or so.”

Grace laughed then said to Maria, “That can’t be much fun for you.”

“You get used to it,”’she joked. “Bill’s doctors are working on a solution apparently.”

“So how does it work?” Grace asked curiously. “You know, between you Ramon and Bill.”

“Ramon and I work for Bill as his companions. We travel the world with him. I fuck Ramon because I love him but I fuck Bill because he pays me. And believe me he pays me a lot.”

“But you were bait this evening, weren’t you?”

“Kind of,”’Maria giggled. “Bill noticed you and asked us to see if we could entice you up to play with him. But you were free to leave at any time. You just chose not to.”

“My husband has a very small penis,” Grace confided.

“Oh my god,” Maria laughed. “Talk about going from one extreme to the other.”

“Do you like your job?” Grace asked.

“Oh god yes,” Maria responded. “Ramon and I travel the world in style and you wouldn’t believe who we’ve fucked. Pop stars, film stars, sports stars. It’s been the best fun.”

“And now me,” Grace joked.

“And now you,” Maria replied. Then looking down at Grace’s body she said. “That’s a lot of cum between your legs. Would you like me to lick it up for you.”

“Very much,” Grace responded. “And then I should go and look for my friend.”
 
Linda made her way to the disco to look for Grace. The dance floor was still crowded but it seemed that people were starting to filter out.

Linda craned her neck trying to find her in the crowd but wasn’t able to find her. Making her way to the main deck Linda found Grace coming down from the upper level.

“It looks like someone had a good time.” Linda said noticing Graces wet bikini and freshly fucked glow.

The ladies made their way to the coat check to get dressed again then caught the next heli taxi out.

Paul woke early the next morning and made some coffee to take to the balcony. He wasn’t quite sure what time Grace made it in but he knew it wasn’t long before he’d gotten up.

Paul and his management team had each arranged a lunch for prospective clients. Paul had drawn company out of the UK so he’d spent his time on the patio researching the people he’d be meeting with and the company.

At 10:00 he crept into the bathroom, showered and got dressed. Grace was still fast asleep in bed when he’d left.

Roberto had his assistant do some research and she was able to find out where Paul and Grace were staying. He had her send a bottle of Champaign to their room at noon along with a note.

“It was a pleasure talking with you both last night. If you’re available I’d love to have you visit the pits today and give you a more in depth tour of the facilities. Feel free to stop by between 2:00 and 3:00 if you’re available and interested.”
 
It was well after mid day before Grace surfaced and when she did she realised that she was alone in the suite. She had no idea where Paul was. Presumably he was doing something work related before qualifying for the race on sunday started at one o'clock.

Grace felt a bit bad about the way she'd behaved the previous night. It had been an awesome experience for her but she was conscious of the fact that Paul had got nothing out of it. That wasn't really the deal. She would try to be a better, more supportive wife for him this evening.

She needed coffee and when she walked into the lounge she saw the bottle of chamapagne with a handwritten card by the side of it. Grace shuddered at the thought of champagne, she'd had more than enough the previous night, but she opened the card and read the note from Roberto inviting her to the pits after qualifying had finished.

Grace checked the time. She had enough for a shower and then some lunch, but she'd have to hurry.

She texted Paul to tell him that she'd see him back at the hotel at five then searched through her wardrobe for something appropriate to wear.
 
Paul was sitting across the table from his prospective clients when the notification went off. He asked his guest to excuse him as he lifted the phone and read Grace's message. He'd hoped to spend some time with her today and hear about what happened the night before but it seemed she was going out and that would have to wait until later. Paul set his phone down and returned his attention to his guests as they wrapped up lunch.

Walking out of the restaurant Paul's phone began to vibrate. Lifting it he saw it was a call from Larry so he quickly answered.

"Hey, how'd it go?" He asked hoping Larry's lunch went better than his.

A breathless Larry responded. "It went great. The guys from Dubai were really excited and sound like they're ready to move forward with the entire suite. It didn't even sound like they wanted to negotiate on price."

"Great, where did you leave it for next steps?"

"Well, that's why I'm calling. They want to meet with you personally to talk through that. They'd like you and Grace to meet with them on their yacht this evening for dinner to try to finalize things. You think you'll be able to make it?"

Paul thought for a minute. They had plans but nothing so pressing they couldn't be put off to close a deal of this size.

"Yeah, should be able to. Send me the details." he said as he clicked off.


Roberto paced around the pit area trying to pass the time before it was time for him to qualify. He heat was building in the pits throughout the morning causing him to unzip his fire suit and allow the upper portion to hang low across his waist. A simple thin tank top draped across his toned chest. He was hoping Grace and Paul were going to take him up on his offer to visit primarily because he wanted to see Grace again but also to take his mind off qualifying and help pass the time. He looked up at the clock and noted it was approaching 2;00. Only an hour to go before it was time to get in the car for qualifying.
 
Grace decided on a simple
Skirt and top combination paired with a Gucci bag and RayBans. She felt quite chic, quite European.

It took her a while to find the entrance to the pits and fortunately she’d brought her sponsors pass with her to get past security.

TV channels were already live filming ahead of qualifying, following their commentators as they made their way down the pits, finding people to interview. There were already more than a few celebrities milling around. Most of them guests of the big teams though. The team Paul was sponsoring was mid tier rather than top tier but it was still busy.

Grace made her way to their pit box and after showing her sponsors pass again was allowed into the teams viewing area. To the back of the pit she saw Roberto pacing. He almost looked anxious. With the noise of compressed air power tools and music blastocyst over the tannoy there was nothing she could do to grab his attention. She would just have to hope he saw her.
 
Roberto had been glancing toward the visiting area from time to time as he paced around the pit. He had one of the security guys keeping an eye out for a couple looking for him but there hadn't been any word from him yet. He glanced back over and saw Grace there alone looking in his direction. He'd hoped she'd come alone but suspected he wouldn't be that lucky. He was glad to see he was wrong. He gave her a wave then made his way over to greet her.

"I'm glad you got my invitation and could make it. Paul could not join?" he asked pretending to be disappointed as he gave her a hug and a kiss on her cheek before leading her back into the pit area.

"Allow me to show you the car, I'm sure you'll be curious to see the inside." He said leading her to the car. As she leaned over the barge board to look inside, Roberto allowed his hand to glide over her ass and down her upper thigh caressing it.
 
When Roberto expressed regret that Paul couldn’t make it, Grace explained that he was currently in meetings and apologised for him.

“But I hope you don’t mind,” she said. “I was keen to see what goes on in a Formula 1 team and didn’t want to miss the opportunity to see for myself.”

Roberto began by showing her the car which was still being worked on by several mechanics. As she leaned over to look into the cockpit, Roberto stroked her ass and thigh in full view of them. Grace wondered how many times he’d done that before with other women. A couple of the pit crew smiled at her. Grace reckoned they’d seen it all before

The pits were just the ‘shop front’ for a whole factory that sat behind it, all crammed into a small temporary multi storey space. Roberto gave her the full tour, showing her the pit wall where the race engineers sat then the back room filled with computers which contained the race strategists and data experts before moving upstairs to where race hospitality and the viewing gallery were.

“You can watch qualifying from here,” he said.

“It’s all very busy,” Grace said surprised at how much activity was going on in such a small space. “How do you concentrate before a race?”
 
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"I prefer as many distractions as possible before a race. It keeps my mind occupied with other things. You're certainly a welcome distraction." He said with a smile before turning and leading her to his changing room. "And when I need a moment to myself, I come here." He said as he turned the nob and led her in.

The room was cramped with just a small bed and some clothes hanging from a hook in the corner. He closed the door behind them and turned her to him slowly.

"I was hoping to get a chance to be alone with you." he said as he lifted his hand, placing it on Grace's cheek then pulling her lips to his.

Roberto kissed her deeply as he moved forward, backing Grace against the wall behind her. Roberto's hand traveled down her neck and across the side of her breast. His lips parted and he traced his tongue across her lips as his hand continued to her as then pulled her hips firmly against his own.
 
Grace wasn’t surprised at Roberto’s advance. She’d expected it. She’d wanted it even. But she had been surprised to find herself alone with him, separated by only by a thin partition wall from the rest of the team.

She let him kiss her without putting up any pretence of resistance and felt his hands work their way down her body. She was putty in his hands and she sighed as he pulled her hips towards him. She wanted to feel his flesh against hers but while her skirt was lifted up easily enough it was impossible to push her hands far into his race suit.

It didn’t matter anyway. There was a knock on the compartment door followed by a voice.

“Roberto, fifteen minutes to Q1 start. They need you in the car,” it said.
 
Roberto exhaled loudly as he broke their kiss and rested his forehead against hers.

"Another time perhaps." he said as pulled his fire suit up from his waist, slid his arms in then zipped up.

"You will stay for qualifying?" he asked as he opened the door and stepped out.

Paul made it to their suite just after 3:00 and looked around to see if Grace was there. Not finding her he took a seat on the sofa and read again through the details Larry had sent him about the meeting tonight. They were to be picked up at 6:00 by launch at the marina for dinner with Ahmed Bolcar and Ali Khan two top executives at Emirates Group. With less than 3 hours before they needed to leave Paul decided to text Grace and let her know.

"Larry setup a business dinner that we need to attend tonight. Very BIG prospect. We need to leave just before 6:00. Can you be home and ready in time?"

Had Paul been a little more aware of cultures outside the U.S. he might have thought to let her know who they'd be dining with. The thought to mention it to Grace didn't occur to him though. After he sent the text he pulled out his laptop and started doing a little more research on the Emirates Group to fill the gaps in what Larry had shared with him.
 
Grace watched the qualifying session from the viewing gallery above the pits. The racing had more interest for her now that she had a driver to root for. She was feeling horny though especially after her secret meeting with Roberto had been so cruelly interrupted.

Roberto did well against the big teams, finishing a respectable fourth on the grid. It was good result for the team and set them up for the race on Sunday. She hung around, wondering if Roberto might show his face again but he didn’t.

After qualifying had finished and she was walking back to the hotel when she checked her phone. She’d missed a message from Paul. After she’d read it she checked her watch and quickened her pace. There was still just enough time.

“I’m sorry darling,” she told Paul when she got to their suite. “I’ll be quick.”


She showered did her makeup and hair then slipped into a

dress

“How do I look?” She asked
 
"You look wonderful!" Paul said as he gave her a kiss. "We should get going."

As they made their way out of the hotel Paul apologized for dragging Grace into another work function but explained that the implications of closing this deal were significant. He needed to do everything he could to make it happen and they'd been insistent on dining with him before they'd sign.

As they approached the marina he gripped her hand.

"I hope you had a good time last night. I'm sorry I wasn't around this morning when you got up. I really want to hear about what you and Linda got into." As he'd finished he noted a muscular middle eastern man wearing an earpiece wave to him attracting his attention.

"This must be our launch." he said as they made their way to him.

"Mr. and Mrs. Parker. Right this way please." he said in a thick accent.

Paul and Grace followed them onto the boat which was occupied by the pilot and another large man also wearing an earpiece. Paul assumed the men to be part of his customers security team. Once aboard Paul noted both men eyeing Grace and exchange a disapproving look between them but he didn't pay much attention to it.

The harbor was calm. Paul and Grace occupied themselves looking at the magnificent yachts scattered about for the short ride to Ali and Ahmed's yacht.

"One day." Paul said with a squeeze of Grace's hand.

The pilot maneuvered the launch into the back of the yacht as they arrived then tied off. Guided onto the platform by pilot Paul and Grace made there way up a short staircase and were greeted by their hosts, each wearing grey silk suits. Ali and Ahmed were both handsome men that appeared to be in their mid 30's.

Ali was the first to offer his hand. "Ali Khan, I'm glad you agreed to join us. This is Ahmed" he said motioning to the man next to him as he approached with his hand extended.

Paul noted that they didn't attempt to offer a greeting to Grace but each glanced at her with a curious look. Not entirely familiar with their customs he didn't worry too much about it.

"Thank you for inviting us." Paul said as they were led inside to the dining room.

Both men were somewhat aloof as dinner was served and Paul launched into his sales speech about all the benefits they'd get from his solution. As he spoke he noted their occasional glances at Grace with a hint of disdain.

As the plates were cleared Ali began to speak. "It's clear you've done your research on us and how we could benefit from you product. Given the research you've done we can only come to the conclusion you've either intentionally decided to insult us by bringing your wife dressed like a whore or you intended to offer the whore to us for our business. I'm curious which it is."

Paul sat stunned for a moment suddenly realizing they were offended by how revealing Grace's outfit was. His eyes shot to hers in that moment of panic knowing the position he'd put her in. "We certainly didn't mean to offend you! I'm very sorry." he stammered out.

Ali stood from his chair and began to move toward Grace tugging at his belt. "So she's an offering then." He lowered his zipper, pulling his cock from his pants then looked at Grace expectantly.
 
Paul seemed to like what she was wearing, so that was fine. As they made their way to the marina he wanted to know what had happened the previous night. He must have had an idea that something had and the deal was that she would tell him about her indiscretions. Of course there was the moment she’d shared with Roberto that afternoon too. However he’d have to wait as there wasn’t time.

Entry onto the Khan brothers’ yacht seemed far more controlled than entry onto Bill Elision’s had been. Did they really need security guards with earpieces she wondered, or was it just for show.

The way the launch docked in the mothership was very James Bond however and once they’d disembarked she saw the two brothers for the first time. They both looked too young to own such an expensive yacht. “It must be family money,” Grace thought.

To say that the brothers were rude was probably an understatement in Grace’s eyes. They completely ignored her other than to throw her the odd stern glance. Grace wondered why she’d come at all. Paul would probably have been as good if not better without her. Paul seemed to be doing well though, pushing at an open door almost. Then they dropped the bombshell

“ We can only come to the conclusion you've either intentionally decided to insult us by bringing your wife dressed like a whore or you intended to offer the whore to us for our business. I'm curious which it is." Ali told Paul

Grace was flabbergasted. She’d not set out to offend she just thought she was being chic. It hadn’t occurred to her to dress modestly and Paul had approved her outfit.

"We certainly didn't mean to offend you! I'm very sorry." Paul stammered out.

"So she's an offering then." Ali confirmed.


Ali lowered lowered the zipper on his suit and pulled out his cock from his pants then looked at Grace expectantly. As cocks went, after the last couple of nights it looked decidedly average. But Grace wasn’t sure if this was some sort of a joke or mistake. She looked at Paul for some sort of acknowledgement and guidance.
 
After the last couple days he knew he didn't mind Grace with other men but he was not about to stand by and have her disrespected. He began to push himself up from his chair to put a stop to this when one of the security guard's hands fell heavy on his shoulder forcing him back down.

Ali noted Grace looking over to her husband for guidance.

"Was I mistaken? Are you forgoing our business in favor of insulting us or are you offering her?" He asked again.

Somewhere deep in his mind Paul knew it was easily explained that it just didn't occur to him but in the current situation he just couldn't muster the words. It was a lot of money they were talking about and it could open the door for far more lucrative deals in the middle east, an area they'd been trying to break into. He remained frozen for what seemed like hours until he finally spoke.

"No, I'd very much like to do business with you." he managed to say in a defeated tone before looking at Grace with a pleading look and a nod.

With Paul's nod Ali turned his attention back to Grace gripping the back of her head, forced his cock into her mouth and began pumping his hips slowly as he began to undress.

As Ali fucked Grace's mouth Ahmed got up and went about clearing the end of the table hurriedly. When finished he took his coat off and tossed it towards Paul. His tie and shirt followed shortly after.

"Put her on the table." Ahmed said patting the table excitedly.

Ali pulled himself from Grace's mouth then lifted her to her feet. His fingers quickly found the zipper on the back of her dress and lowered it before pressing the straps over her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Once stripped of her dress Ali backed her to the table then guided her down onto it so that she was laying across the end of table.

Ali tugged her panties past her hips, removing them in one motion as Ahmed moved to the end of the table and lowered his pants. Gripping her hips Ali pulled her into position on the side of the table then pressed his cock into her just as Ahmed turned her head to the side and entered her mouth.
 
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While Grace hadn’t expected Jason Statham, she had expected Paul to at least put up some resistance when it came to defending her honour. But when she looked at him with her eyes pleading for help all that she saw was a pathetic man looking back at her. Paul was not going to save her from the ordeal that was to come.

Ali shoved his cock in her face then reached around to the back of her head. She could have kept her mouth shut, but she didn’t. She could have bitten down on him when he forced her to suck on his member, but she didn’t.

Instead she let the young Arab fuck her face while he stripped off the rest of his clothes. He wasn’t big but the way he used her, without any concern for her comfort, let alone enjoyment, left her feeling like some kind of sex toy.

She could see Paul watching, pathetic as ever. The minder no longer held him in place, he was a threat to nobody now and she felt nothing but contempt for him.

Ahmed cleared the table and then the two men manhandled her onto it. Stripped of her dress she was almost naked. Hands tugged at her panties and she tried to keep her legs together. But it was in vain. Her panties were pulled from her the Ali parted her legs with force then thrust his cock into her.

The first time he tried she was too dry though. She felt his fingers penetrate her, smearing her juices over her labia and breaking down her last defence. When he pulled his fingers out, he replaced them with his cock, which this time slipped into her unopposed.

Meanwhile, Ahmed grabbed her hair and pulled her head sideways pinning one side of her face to the table. Then thrust his cock in her mouth.

The two men began to fuck her from both ends like a cheap whore and Grace was powerless to do anything to save herself.
 
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Paul felt helpless watching the men having their way with his wife. His only consolation at the moment was that Ahmed had her face turned away from him as he used her mouth. He was thankful he didn’t have to see the contempt in her eyes.

After a frantic and rough start Ali settled into a more relaxed rhythm as he pumped his cock into Grace.

“Don’t worry, we’ll take good care of you.” Ali’s said as he pressed a hand against her stomach and stroked Grace’s clit with this thumb.

“Yes we will.” Ahmed agreed groping her breasts and teasing her nipples.

Paul noticed the the minders making their way to the end of the table seemingly positioning themselves to enter the fray should someone step away.
 
With her head pinned to the table, all that Grace could see in front of her was Ahmed’s stomach as he fucked her face.

Her hips were similarly held in place by Ali who fucked her pussy with long deep strokes now.

Although she hated herself for it she could feel her body beginning to lubricate Ali’s passage into her vagina, to the point where he was able to slide in and out with ease. Then when he started to rub her clit with his thumb she felt the first tremblings of an orgasm. She tried to resist it but the sensation of being so helpless only added to her excitement. The orgasm grew inside her until she felt her body begin to shudder.

Grace tried to hide the fact that she was orgasming from her attackers but she couldn’t stop her hips from bucking as Ali stroked his cock in and out of her.
 
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The sensation of Grace’s orgasm took Ali over edge. He withdrew from Grace then let out a groan as he stoked his cock splashing his cum across her stomach and tits.

Ahmed quickly moved around the table and took up Ali’s position between Grace’s spread legs and entered her slickness.

As Ahmed moved from before Grace the minder stepped into his place. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and removed it revealing his muscles chest and arms. His hands then moved to his belt unfastening it as he looked looked over Grace’s stunning cum soaked body. He lowered his pants revealing a cock almost twice the size of the those presented to Grace thus far.

As Ahmed thrust into Grace the minder made no move to force himself into Grace’s mouth. He simply stood before her and stroked himself to hardness as she watched him.

Ahmed waisted little time reaching his own orgasm once inside Grace. Her mouth had done most of the work. Ahmed’s muscles began to tighten as he cried out and added his own thick cum to Ali’s.

Cum slowly ran down Grace’s side as the minder took his place between her now limp legs. Lifting one then the other over his shoulders he pressed the head of that huge cock into her then slowly sank his entire length into her.
 
When Ahmed pulled out of her mouth, Grace could finally see what was going on around her. Her tummy and tits were covered in Ali’s cum. But, for now at least, Ali looked spent.

There was no rest for Grace however as Ahmed took his brother’s place between her legs and began to pump her. Then the body guard appeared. He stood beside her and she watched as he disrobed, revealing a thick gnarled cock which he slowly wanked to hardness before her. He was bigger than his employers had been, much bigger.

The bodyguard didn’t fuck her face though . He just stood in front of her waiting his turn. He didn’t have to wait long before Ahmed emptied his load over Grace. Then Grace watched as Ahmed made way for the brute of a man, who slung her legs over his shoulders then lined his cock up over her , by now, well used vagina.
 
Paul, Ali and Ahmed watched as the bodyguard drove his cock deep into Grace. He held her legs tight against his chest as she slammed into her. His hips slapping loudly against her ass as they made contact.

As the bodyguards assault on Grace’s pussy continued Ali looked to Paul. “I believe our business is concluded for the evening once he is done with her. Have a purchase order sent to us next week and we’ll get things settled.” He said as he reached out his hand to shake.

Paul knew his inaction so far was going to be a problem but he saw no point in having Grace furious with him and lose the deal at the same time. He took Ali’s hand and confirms their agreement.

Their handshake was interrupted by the sound of the bodyguard letting out a loud moan, releasing one of Grace’s legs then stroking stream after stream of his cum across her limp body.

Paul finally stood lifting his napkin from his lap he rounded the table to clean Grace up.
 
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