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Neuro submission transmitter 7

... starts pumping her from behind, as she leans down and resumes sucking on the restrained player in front of her. Pretty smart! She wants a huge cock in her pussy when she's finally able to climax. From where I'm standing, it appears the reluctant player is doing less thrashing around and a lot more thrusting forward into Danae's mouth. At a torturous level of arousal, Danae is ferociously sucking and pumping his cock, trying to make him cum. The lineman, holding Danae's hips with his large hands, is pounding mercilessly into her soggy pussy, his entire length disappearing with each stroke. "Oh God!" The restrained player yells, between clenched teeth. "Fuck!" He grunts and shoots his load. Danae doesn't even try to swallow it. Her orgasm hits her so hard, she grabs onto the reluctant player's chest, as the lineman's final thrusts push her forward. Her body convulses in thunderous tremors, as she shakes and shivers uncontrollably. Her throbbing pussy is too much for the lineman and he slams against her ass, holding her as he jerkily unloads his balls into her saturated pussy. Danae collapses on the reluctant player, shivering as his teammates release his arms and legs. He hesitantly wraps his arms around her and holds her to his chest, as she rides out her waves of pleasure. Danae does each player again before we get back to campus. Per my transmitter-induced suggestion, Danae's arousal continues to increase, but she is no longer the sexual a****l she was the first time ...

... through. She is more like a limp doll that they pass around, filling her orifices with their spunk. No one is complaining; even an unenthusiastic goddess is still a goddess. Even the formerly reluctant player fucks her overused pussy, adding his cream to the gooey mess inside of her. Danae again experiences an explosive orgasm when she gets to the last player. This time no one holds her as she quivers and shakes through her orgasm, gushing more of her thick cream from her battered pussy. The players gather up their clothing and take their seats, leaving her limp body in a heap on the floor. Danae curls up on her side, catching her breath from her orgasm, oblivious to the mixture of sexual excrement pooling in the aisle beneath her. I help her retrieve her clothing, adjust her skirt around her sticky ass and tie her top between her bruised and swollen tits. She defines the - ridden hard and put away wet - remark so often heard on college campuses. Her makeup is smeared and her lips are swollen, with no remaining traces of her lip-gloss. Her hair is a tangle of sweat and dried cum, while her thighs are caked with a sticky coating of mixed juices that are dripping from her pussy and her ass. Neither of us speaks, as I walk Danae to her car. Seeing her in this condition, gives me second thoughts about what I've done to her tonight. The thrill of the idea overpowered my consideration of the consequences. Sure she's a bitch, but did she deserve this? I try to think of something to say. ...