Fuck my little pussy with that big cock!" You love my big dick in your pussy don't you?" Yes! Please fuck me!" Where do you want my cum?" In my pussy ...lease! Fill my pussy with it!"I looked through the door in another bedroom, and saw Shannon on all fours with Kevin behind her. Her titts were swaying, her ass was shaking, and her head would jar with every long powerful thrust Kevin gave her. His hands were firmly gripping her hips as he fucked her. Stacy was lying in front of Shannon with her. He did not show his hand. His moves were methodical yet somehow unpredictable. He was lethal. He defeated the Champion himself, Charles Gautier and sent Elisabeth Smithers packing. It was suddenly me and him at the table. He had defeated all the other contestants. I looked at Wolf. He wasn’t smiling or smirking. He wasn’t sweating. He looked calm, cool and collected. He was the man. He had already won three million dollars at the table. He beat me, leaving me with five hundred grand before I. When two of the leaders spoke to one another across me from where they were parked on either side, discussing me as they might a particularly interesting roadkill, their voices were like slabs of rough granite scraping together, deep, rumbling, gritty, powerful yet understated.I glanced back and forth between them as they spoke, enough to keep my personhood despite their objectifying manner, yet not enough to be challanging, as I tried to stay centered and relaxed while still showing I. They were scattered around the bedroom floor. Bending down to pick them up was difficult, but I managed.I made my way to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Cum was encrusted all over me. My hair was tangled and knotted as if it had glue in it. My face was crusted with dried cum and it was all over my tits and stomach. It was obvious that some of the many cocks I had enjoyed had erupted cum in my face and hair. My clothes were a mess! My black skirt had white streaks all over it. I think.