“Again! Again! Again!”

Lena’s chest heaved as she gasped for breath, her skin flushed red, her thighs trembling wide open. Her pussy was still dripping, slick smeared across Dora’s hand, the carpet beneath her damp with wetness.

The crowd was merciless. Phones zoomed closer, flashes catching her red cheeks, swollen tits, and glistening cunt.

“Make her squirt again!” a guy yelled.

“Spit on her clit!” another added.

Dora chuckled dark, licking her fingers clean, slow and obscene.

“You hear that, babe? They’re not satisfied and neither am I.”

She shoved three fingers back into Lena’s pussy without warning. Lena screamed, her back arching high off the floor, tears springing fresh...