The image of that in my mind send me into a frenzied orgasm that must have matched Marco's because I heard him give a great gasp of pleasure and triumph. While I was still half conscious my legs were loosened from the straps and I was rolled over on my side. The movement dislodged my glasses and as I was trying to straighten them a hand grabbed my right ankle, then lifted it up at an impossibly high angle in the air, as if I was some kind of a ballet dancer. I yelped and another cock slammed straight into me at an angle which really was screwing me. Tony was astride my left leg, his own legs clamped around it like a raunchy dog, still holding my right leg way up in the air over his shoulder as he slammed right up me: his cock was slipping in and out of my cunt with squelching noises like an old fashioned hand pump sucking up water. I bawled with passion, throwing handfuls of packing beads into the air like confetti.
"Hey, Rapunzel, you may be an old fuck but you're a pretty good one," Tony gloated. "I told Marco you were a sure thing first off. Just like the two other women we've fucked while we've been working here." He began ramming into me even harder.
"Look to the left, Rapunzel. Look left!" With my head half buried and my glasses tilted askew again I could hardly look anywhere though I saw the brilliant white light of a flash bulb, then at Marco grinning at me before he aimed the camera again.
Tony was loving his triumph: "We'll have a party when we finish up here. Lots of our friends, and you three office sluts as well, so you can get introduced and show each other your naughty pictures."
The camera flash smeared across my face again.
"Then we'll draw lots and see which of you gets taken out into the middle of the party first for a public fucking by anybody who wants you."
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