“Fuck… I’m… close… I’m gonna….!” James threw his head back and cried out as her pussy clamped vice like around his dick.
“CUM!”
Burying his length in her cunt he threw his head back and began to ejaculate, mixing his own seed with the older men’s when he emptied his balls into the shuddering girl’s body. Jerking to a stop he collapsed onto her back.
Gasping for breath it was a couple of minutes before he had recovered enough to slowly pull his softening member out of her pussy.
Positioning his rapidly dwindling manhood in front of Amy’s face he grinned down at her, waiting for the young girl to clean off his dick.
Biting her bottom lip, she looked up at him and smiled coyly, knowing immediately what he wanted of her.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”
Taking his soft prick in her mouth she greedily licked off the sticky mix of their combined fluids.
Once he was satisfied he withdrew and taking a handful of her hair, dried his shaft with it. Then sitting back in his seat James exchanged satisfied grins with the rest of the men while they watched Amy laying on the floor of the limo gently fingering herself to maintain her arousal.
“It looks like we’re back at the hotel gentlemen.” James declared, as the car drew to a stop in a parking bay at the rear of the building, “Time to get dressed.”
“You said we had her till the morning?” Stephen queried with a lecherous smirk.
James glanced at Amy before confirming, “Yep, that’s right, you have her all night.”
“This guy certainly knows how to provide an evening’s entertainment.” Arthur and John chorused from the opposite bench seat.
“We aren’t finished yet. Why don’t we get her to put on a show with our driver? He looks like he could give her a good fucking and I’d like to watch her taking his black cock.” Stephen suggested looking between his two colleagues for their approval.
“You have some fucking great ideas.” John told him, picking up his clothes and starting to get himself dressed.
Amy looked between the four men but didn’t say a word to any of them, simply taking some tissues from James so she could try to clean herself up. Wiping between her legs with one and mopping the drying semen off her face with another she was until satisfied she had done her best, then she reached for her clothes.
“Looks like you’re gonna have a busy night babe.” James smiled and handed Amy her dress and panties.
“I think I’ll have those.”
Even as she stretched out her hand Stephen beat her to it and snatched up her knickers, holding them to his nose and inhaling her scent.
“Mmmmm…. I can smell your pussy on them sweetheart.”
Pouting with annoyance Amy glared at him and then pulled on her dress, smoothing it down over her thighs before making an attempt to tidy up her hair.
Having finished dressing John rapped on the partition separating the rear of the car from the driver wanting Errol to open it up.
“Yes sir?” He enquired twisting his head round, his eyes fixed on Amy.
“How would you like a go at the whore?” John smirked noticing where he was looking, “You could put on a bit of a show for us. Maybe get us back in the mood to fuck her again.”
“Do I get any say in this?” Amy interjected.
“You objecting to having some black cock in you?” Stephen leered at her.
“Well, no but….”
Arthur laughed, “Then what are you complaining about.”
“Nothing I guess.” She sighed ruefully and looked questioningly at James.
All he did was to shrug without making any comment and she could see she wasn’t going to win any argument.
“So, Errol, what do you say? Do you fancy fucking Amy here?” John pressed him.
“Can’t say as I’d find it a hardship.” The black driver smirked at the girl and licked his lips lasciviously.
“That’s settled then. Let’s get up to the room.” Stephen chortled zipping up his pants, “Then we can watch this little scrubber getting some dark meat.”
Once they were all dressed and reasonably presentable they made their way to the hotel entrance. Ignoring the stares from the receptionists the ill-matched group; Amy, James, the three older men and Errol, the limo driver, walked through the foyer and into the elevator.
Riding up to the eighth floor no one spoke although Stephen took the opportunity to grope Amy’s breasts once again, making her squirm and push her arse back against him.
“She really has got a gorgeous pair of tits you know.” He laughed squeezing them one last time before letting her go as the doors opened.
Once they were in the suite James had reserved for the night the three executives settled themselves in chairs while Errol stood hesitantly to one side eyeing Amy with obvious desire.
A little younger than the business men at 45 the black limousine driver felt a little intimidated at the company he found himself in. He considered himself reasonably well educated but the fact that the other men were clearly all rich and successful made him feel quite inferior. Added to that the blonde girl that he was being offered was way out of his league left him quite uneasy.
“What would you gentlemen like to drink?” Amy asked, including Errol in the question.
After they had all chosen the blonde went straight to the mini-bar and proceeded to dispense drinks to the five men. Then, with that task completed, she stood in the middle of the room biting her bottom lip apprehensively and waited.
“Go on man. She’s gagging for it.” John urged their driver.
“Yeah she’s all yours.” Arthur added.
Errol glanced nervously towards James and, getting a nod of approval from him, moved towards the young blonde as she restlessly fidgeted from one foot to the other, pouting and fluttering her eyelashes at him.
“Like he said, I’m all yours.” Amy whispered looking up at him as he got closer, slipping her arms around his neck.
The black limo driver grinned, showing his white teeth and pulling her against him, kissing her on the lips so his tongue could force its way between them as it searched for hers. Moaning softly into his mouth she offered no objection when his thick dark fingers found her zipper, drawing it down so the back of her dress peeled apart to reveal her soft white skin.
Wriggling out of his arms Amy smiled shyly at the men sitting watching her and shimmied her dress off, letting it slither down her legs to pool around her feet. Stepping out of it, clad in just her thong, stockings and heels, she moved back towards the waiting black driver and, staring him in the eye, dropped slowly to her knees.
Running her hands up his legs she took her time letting her fingers trace around the outline of his cock, gently feeling it through the material before turning her attention to releasing it from its confines. Undoing his belt, she unfastened the button at his waist and drew down his zipper. Biting her bottom lip Amy pulled his pants part way down his thick muscled thighs, her eyes drawn to the substantial bulge tenting out his boxer shorts.
“Suck it slut!” From across the room Stephen called out some encouragement.
Pausing she turned and gave the company director a smile before returning her attentions to Errol, squeezing his dick and then drawing his shorts down.
“Fucking hell… it’s huge!” She gasped as his thick, long black shaft flopped into view.
Half erect it was substantially bigger than any of the three older men who had been fucking her in the car. Her small hand could only wrap part-way around its girth, her slender fingers only managing two-thirds of the circumference.
Licking her lips, she glanced across at James who was staring back at her, his gaze rivetted on her and what she was about to do.
Switching her eyes up at Errol she began to stroke her hand along his length feeling the veins in it pulse against her soft palm.
“It’s so big…. I… I’m not sure… I can.” Amy whispered almost to herself as she flicked her tongue out to tease the tip of the ebony rod throbbing against her slender fingers.
“Sure you can sweetheart. Just relax.” Grinning salaciously, he wrapped his thick dark digits in her hair and gently urged her mouth towards his cockhead.
Hesitantly Amy swirled her tongue over the bulbous crown, tasting his arousal and smearing her saliva across the velvet soft dome. Then, with her eyes locked on his, her red lips parted and she eased her mouth onto the first few inches of his hard black cock.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm… muuuuurrrrrrrmmmmmmm!” With her fingers still caressing his prick she sucked greedily on the head, her tongue worming around the hot fleshy pole while her lips tightened on it.
“Shit girl…. that feels so fucking good.” Groaning Errol increased the pressure on the back of her head, his hips moving as he forced her to take him deeper.
As he began to fuck her mouth Amy’s eyes widened and her jaws stretched further apart while she tried to accommodate more of the thick ebony shaft that was being repeatedly thrust between her red lips.
“Guck…. Gurggg…. Guckkkkk…. Gurg!” All she could do was splutter, her fingers splayed against his thighs in a futile attempt to resist him.
“Take it all whore!”
“Swallow his meat!”
“Deep throat him slut!”
From around the room the three executives yelled their encouragement as the black limo driver used her mouth, drool running down her chin and dripping onto her breasts. Struggling to breathe Amy’s cheeks reddened and her hands started to slap on Errol’s muscular legs but all he did was tighten his grip on her hair and plunge his dick deeper down her throat.
“Gurrrgggggg… Guckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!” Unable to stop herself she gagged, retching violently, as he shoved his cockhead into her gullet, choking her.
Then suddenly he was satisfied, at least for the moment, yanking her back off his shaft and letting her slump on the floor at his feet, coughing and gasping.
“Get on the bed. I want that pussy.” Errol instructed, taking complete control now.
Her chest heaving as she struggled for breath Amy did as she was told and got onto the bed, lifting her hips and sliding her panties down her legs before untangling them from around her feet and tossing them aside.
Standing back and watching her Errol smirked at her total submission and quickly stripped off; removing his shirt, kicking his shoes away and stepping out of his trousers.
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