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He was curiously uncoordinated, which she found especially unrewarding following the more satisfying fuck she'd experienced just before. A third man was plowing Jeni now -- a waste, in Grace's estimation, since Jeni didn't seem to be appreciating the experience at all. George paused; it was almost enough to make Grace scream with frustration. He started thrusting again, but still with far less force than she needed or wanted. Grace schooled her expression when she caught sight of Gunter out Ethnic Porn of the corner of her eye; he walked to stand beside her, his Indian Sex penis slick and showing a glob of semen at the tip. The trainer watched her a moment longer before gesturing to the others. "I believe Miss Lemaire may require some additional assistance." Before she could react, he grabbed Grace's breast and fondled it, squeezing a sensitive nipple between two rough fingers. She writhed, her body jolted by the sudden sensation, and then somebody else was teasing her other breast and a finger was stroking her clit. Almost immediately, Grace exploded, and she would have fallen but for the men supporting her upper body. Warm spunk jetted onto her face, and somebody took advantage of her limp arms to stand in front of her and force his cock into her mouth. They teased her relentlessly, heating Grace's body with their knowing touches, and then somebody replaced George behind her and the redhead climaxed again as the men used her like a rag fuckdoll. The penis filling her mouth emptied itself down her throat and retreated, only to be replaced with George's slim cock. A corner of Grace's mind noted the distinctive mole on his hairless groin as she sucked his stiff erection between her lips and tasted herself on him. More people must have joined the crowd, because Grace felt warm liquid spattering on her back and ass even as they coaxed another orgasm from her and a fresh load of semen overflowed her saturated pussy. The next intruder quenched itself in her well-used snatch before withdrawing and pressing against her anus. Grace would have tensed if she hadn't been in total sensory overload, but her rosebud opened to accept the rigid weapon and she felt a perverse sense of satisfaction. A tongue began lapping at her clit, and the redhead bucked helplessly again. Grace's universe contracted; there was no exercise room, no onlookers -- not even any men. Only the unchecked desire of her wanton body existed, along with the fleshy appendages that teased and penetrated her. Of them all, the penis in indian her mouth seemed curiously resistant to the redhead's charms. It remained unyieldingly rigid and teased her with the taste of precum that leaked from its tip, but George failed to give her his seed. Hazily, Grace quailed at the thought word might get out that she'd blown him but been inadequate, and redoubled her oral efforts. George was trembling, leading Grace to believe she was about to be rewarded for her efforts, when he surprised her and stepped back, pulling his twitching cock out of her mouth. "That was... harder... than it looked," he Hardcore gasped apologetically to the trainer standing beside him with a hand on the swimmer's arm. "I can do it," Jeni volunteered, moving to take his place. Her face glistened with moisture and cum was leaking from the pussy suddenly staring Grace in the face. Grace turned her face away, unenthusiastic about licking another girl, and found herself looking right at a trio of spectators watching them -- watching her -- from just beyond the circle of trainers. The woman from that morning was there, a clipboard held at her side, with the same unrevealing expression on her face. Two equally well-dressed gentlemen bracketed her; one studied the redhead with pursed lips while the other jotted something on his iPad. Jeni moved closer, almost rubbing her snatch against Grace's face, but the spell was broken. All Grace could think of was that she'd let so many men fuck her that she'd lost count, right in the middle of the workout room, and gotten off so Indian Porn many times that she must be the biggest slut in the universe. Even as she considered the idea in appalled fascination, her hips continued to rotate for the benefit of her latest guest, who was churning the mixed loads of semen clogging her pussy with his well-proportioned manhood. "I think that is enough exercise for one day," Gunter decided. Just that quickly, the men released her and Grace collapsed to her hands and knees, feeling like she'd just run a marathon. A final few spurts of jism landed on her lower back. "Wow, Grace, you really got into the zone," Jeni said, offering the redhead a hand up. 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