Laurel was hotter than she'd ever been before. The men were scurrying around, setting up rapidly for the next loop, and the fiery redhead could hardly wait for them to finish – because she knew when they did, they'd be fucking her. Not just Dean this time, but all of them.
Sitting up on her haunches, watching the vice cops get ready for the shot, Laurel cleaned the last of Dean's drying cum from her pumping knockers with her kittenish tongue and smiled seductively at the men. Her pussy was running with lubricant again, and her asshole was winking slowly in time with the fluted pink folds of her gushing slit.
Lucenta and Hiller kept eyeing the hot-blooded girl, eager to fuck her as they got the equipment moved and got into place. The captain was behind the camera for this series, getting the light just right and preparing to film the third of their homemade loops.
"Okay," he was telling the two cops. "Now, you're prowlers, breaking into an apartment that's dark except for the glowing fire on the hearth. You get in, look around, and see the couple in front of the fireplace, just having gone to it, with the girl licking cum off her tits. You jump Dean, tie him up, and throw him into the bedroom so he'll be out of the way while you play with his date, got it?"
"Yeah, yeah, we got it!" Lucenta said impatiently.
"Sure, Cap, we can remember it, I think," Hiller drawled. "It ain't exactly 'War and Peace', ya know!"
"Your role don't exactly call for Marlon Brando neither, you lunkhead!" the captain roared back. "Now get in place out in the hallway and get them masks down over your ugly faces!"
The two cops shuffled off through the front door, stocking masks atop their heads, ready to pull the masks into place and break into Dean's place. The captain started the camera and yelled, "Okay!" to Lucenta and Hiller.
Captain Peters swung the camera onto the door as it was "forced" open. The two cops looked fearsome enough as they came through it, guns ready, creeping forward, heads moving constantly as they sized up the apartment's contents. Hiller, the skinny cop, nudged fat Lucenta, and the two of them grinned beneath their blue ski masks.
The camera followed the "intruder's" stares over to the action behind the couch. Laurel was pretending to lick the cum from her titties, the constant tongue movement having made her nipples erect as twin candle tips, and Dean was lounging naked on the rug next to her, watching, his back to the two men.
Laurel saw the men first and pretended to scream. Hiller reacted immediately and came sailing over the couch, his gun leveled at Dean. The thin cop stuck the piece near Dean's head and told him not to move. Lucenta came around the couch, a piece of lamp cord in his hand. They tied the naked man up, and the captain's camera followed them as they tossed, the struggling cop into the bedroom and shut the door.
"Okay, great! Cut!" the captain, yelled enthusiastically. "Now, let Dean go, so he can help with the camera and lights, and we'll shoot the next scene, where you two fuck Laurel!"
The two cops nodded, and one of them let Dean out of the bedroom. He had donned a pair of slacks and went bare chested to the camera to set up for the next shot.
"Now, remember, Laurel, you're terrified at first, then you get to wanting it, okay?" the captain instructed the naked redhead in his horny, but somehow fatherly tone.
"Mmmmmm! I got it, Cap!" Laurel growled, her cunt on fire with rekindled need as she eyed the two cops who were about to screw her. "You boys got it?"
"Well, to tell the truth…" Lucenta's voice trailed off with embarrassment. "I had it, but I kinda lost it gettin' ready for the shot!"
The fat man showed what he meant by unzipping his fly. His once stiff cock was limp as warm spaghetti. Hiller laughed and undid his pants as well. The skinny man's dick was bigger than Lucenta's fair-sized organ, but it was just as deflated.
"Ha, I guess we're both a little nervous about showing our peters in front of the lens!" Hiller laughed in nervous despair.
"You said that right!" Lucenta muttered, disgusted with himself for blowing a chance to fuck the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
"Christ! I got two rapists with dead dicks!" the captain yelled with frustration. "Why does this kinda shit happen to me? It ain't fuckin' fair! It's always fuckin' ME!"
"Ummmmmm, hold on, Captain," Laurel hummed excitedly, her eyes never leaving the two limp cocks.
Laurel got up onto her knees in front of the men, cupping her big boobs in front of her. She reached out, took a hand each from Lucenta and Hiller, and placed one of her globe-like spherical knockers in each hand.
"Why don't you boys play with these, while I…" Laurel reached out and took a soft prick in each hand, "play with THESE!"
The two men standing beside one another moved closer together with a mutual sigh of longing for the young redhead. Laurel stroked them gently, up and back, as they kneaded her rubbery nipples and mashed the pink nipples back into the spongy flesh of her solid, twenty-year-old breasts.
"Ahhhhhhh, I think you boys will do fine!" Laurel sighed, the two cocks in her hands beginning to pump with desire as she caressed them.
Wordlessly, Laurel bent to her right and sucked the head of Lucenta's thick cock into her mouth. She began to lick it as she moved her mouth back and forth. The fat man groaned and thrust his half hard flesh into the girl's wet, sucking warmth, his eyes bugging out once more with lust as he watched her eating him.
Laurel swirled her tongue around the medium sized, very thick dick, until it was jumping and throbbing with pumped-up desire within her mouth. The hot-cunted redhead let the fully enlarged prick escape from her suctioning lips with a slight pop.
"That will do the trick, I think!" she whispered up at the fat cop, kissing his now erect prong teasingly to give him a last little thrill.
Before Hiller could even ask, he felt Laurel's breath on his own stiffening cock and then he was moaning as the young girl fed every last inch of his lengthy pecker into her hot, eager mouth. Laurel tongued and sucked the burgeoning prick until it was bumping the back of her throat on every down-sweep and the whole shaft felt rock-hard and ready in her constricted throat and lips.
"Mmmmmmm, now THAT'S what I call two ready-to-fuck cocks!" the turned-on redhead sighed in admiration as she jacked the twin hard-ons with her tiny fists and the men squeezed her big tits.
The heat was rising again in Laurel's insatiable pussy. The more she stroked the men's rigid dicks and forced her jerking tits into their clamping palms, the more she knew she needed those dicks in her creaming, hungry quim – not in her hands!
"I… I'm ready if you guys are!" Laurel panted at last, her cunt-fever having reached the boiling point.
Pussy juice was running down the insides of both the hot-assed girl's thighs, and her butt was wagging little circles automatically, as if searching for the throbbing cock that it needed. Laurel's ayes were half-closed with building passion, and her lips glistened with saliva and pre-cum fluid as she rocked back and forth in the firelight, stroking the hard, ready cocks.
"D-do it to her!" the captain choked. "If you two can't fuck her now, I'll fire you both as faggots! Get those dicks in her, boys!"
The men needed no further urging. Both of them were hot enough by now to have fucked Laurel even if everyone in the room had been trying to stop them from doing it. They worked their pants back on over their jutting cocks and managed to zip them shut. The duo got into the positions they had been in when the camera had been shut off, and the filming resumed.
Lucenta placed his gun against the kneeling Laurel's head, and she managed to register something approximating fear for the camera lens. Hiller opened his fly again and his big hard-on sprang out to wave to a jutting stop right in front of Laurel's mouth. He told her what he wanted and she shook her head, but Lucenta cocked his pistol and the girl "reluctantly" opened her lips.
Hiller shoved half his cock into Laurel's accepting mouth and held his pistol to the other side of her skull as his partner took down his pants and flopped down on the rug next to the cock-sucking redhead. Lucenta told her what he wanted, and Laurel pretended not to want to do it, but Hiller then cocked his pistol, and she swung a leg over the porky cop and let him center his fat, good sized dick in the center of her dripping pussy as she sucked Hiller's cock.
Lucenta yanked downtown on Laurel's trim hips, spearing his thick sword of prick meat up into her grabbing, super-moist cuntal passage. Laurel moaned around Hiller's cock, her tits bouncing wildly as she bottomed against the upraised dick shaft.
"Unnngggghh!" Laurel cooed throatily, enjoying the look of satisfaction on Hiller's face as her tongue tossed his cock around like a matchbox in the open sea.
"Ohhhhh! Baby, don't do that!" Hiller pleaded with a low moan. "I'm supposed to fuck you next, not cum in your mouth! Keep me hard, that's all, don't suck me dry!"
The two men behind the camera laughed at Hiller's discomfort, but the lovely redhead stopped gargling with the skinny cop's dick in her throat. Instead, he punched the hard prick into her lips sporadically, just enough to keep himself rigid, and watched his partner being fucked by the fantastic strawberry blonde nymph.
Laurel was really balling Lucenta. The fat cop was groaning and babbling about how tight her cunt was as it traveled up and down his erect, cock at a frantic tempo. The steady slap, slap, slap of Laurel's juicy cunt lips against the big cop's balls and stomach fur was driving everyone in the room – including Laurel – mad with lust.
"Ma' tis!" Laurel murmured aloud, hoping either Lucenta or Hiller would understand her garbled pleas as she continued to suck cock. "Un of ooh pla w' ma' tis!"
Hiller figured out that "tis" meant tits and grabbed two handfuls of the bounding, bobbling mounds as they jiggled wildly up and down on the girl's heaving chest. The lanky cop caressed the pert pink nipples and dug his fingers into the firm, billowy whiteness as he plowed his dong into Laurel's lips.
Laurel whimpered as Hiller massaged her tits. The hot flashes of cum-stirrings in her well-fucked pussy linked up instantly with the similar pulses arcing out of the redhead's spasming nipples, making her whole nervous system feel as if a thousand volts were suddenly running through it.
"Ooooooooogghh!" Laurel wailed, her cunt hammering at the thick hunk of cock ravaging it at a mile-a-minute pace.
The orgasming girl bucked her hips up and down over Lucenta's swollen cock faster and faster as she came, hoping to feel the fat man's bloated ball sac emptying its hot contents into her slippery meat before her insides stopped quivering with release. Lucenta's nuts responded gushingly to her unspoken prayer of lust. Huge globs of white-hot, creamy cum boiled up out of the flying cock at that moment, bathing Laurel's clasping pussy canal with burning spunk.
"Urrrggahhhhhaaadddd!" Lucenta screamed, his cum shooting out of his prick with a force and fury it hadn't seen in years.
The fat cop almost had a coronary as the girl's climaxing pussy ate his jizz and sucked for more. The wonderful, jerking spurts wouldn't stop, and Laurel was howling with joy above him and riding his juicing dick like a jockey thundering down the stretch, her incredibly tight, gulping cunny milking every drop out of the sighing cop's creaming loins.
"Ohhhhhh, honey… they're empty!" Lucenta gasped at last, his eyes bugging beneath the ski mask. "My nuts are completely drained!"
Laurel realized only vaguely that she was to stop fucking. Her cunt was full of gooey, heated man jism, but it seemed to demand more her titties had shuddered through at least two exquisite cums as well, but they still wanted more stimulation, more pulsing climaxes linked with her orgasming pussy!
The aroused redhead, knowing just what she wanted, let Hiller's long, steely pecker out of her sucking lips. She looked up at him, fire dancing in her eyes, her cunt still smoldering with desire, and jerked his prick up and down as she pleaded visually with him.
"Do you want to fuck me?" Laurel panted body. "Do you want to stick this long, hard thing in my tight little cunt right now?"
"Oh, fuck, do I!" Hiller yelled like a turned-on madman, releasing Laurel's tits and gripping her under each arm instead.
The thin cop yanked the tall girl to her feet and turned her around roughly, as if he were slamming a suspect against the wall to frisk for weapons. Laurel put her arms out, her hands slapping against the fireplace stones. Hiller made her spread her legs wide and lean way forward, supporting her upper body's weight on her arms as he moved in between her legs from behind. She felt his dick, meaty and unyielding, slap her in the cuntal gash as he bunched down behind her and adjusted his stance to the right angle.
"Uhhhhhh!" the tall cop yelled as he found her juicy hole and thrust his rapier-like dick deep into the redhead's pinkness.
"Ooooooooooooh!" Laurel threw back her head and wailed as the long, hot cock bit deeply into her cunt from the rear.
The hot-to-trot girl loved the searing, driving penetration, but she had never had it from the back yet and the force and depth surprised her. Hiller's lengthy prick felt as if it had lanced clear up into her guts, and Laurel found her knees shaking with excitement as he reached around and re-captured her swaying tits and started to work them as he fucked her.
His cock pounded up into the girl's molten cunny again and again, picking up speed, as she found the right butt-thrusting glide to meet him with and he discovered the correct angle at which to pierce her super-heated, almost liquid pussy.
"Oh, oh, God? It's good! It's fucking terrific!" the mindless, fuck-crazy girl moaned, her long hair her butt moving in and out, her tits compressed into the man's strong hands.
Hitler could do nothing but grunt his agreement. He rammed up into the twenty-year-old's sucking goodness relentlessly, animal-like, his only concern the unbelievable tightness of her cunt and the building fury of their mutual cum.
"Do it! Do it! Ugh! Ahhh! Ohhhh! Oooooh!" Laurel gasped and panted with each lunge of the clit-bending cock as he fired it up into her.
Hitler growled like an enraged wolf and hung onto Laurel's tits as if they were hard rubber handles grown for the express purpose of fucking her. He whipped his hips in and out wildly, the strokes into the girl's clenching love hole climbing to an uncountable number per minute as he fucked her and fucked her and fucked her.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhh!" Laurel screamed, the monumental orgasm of the evening slamming into her helpless body like a plane hitting a mountaintop.
Shimmying spasmodically, the voluptuous redhead gurgled and fucked her way through a heart-stopping, mind-bending cum. She felt Hiller going off in her pussy like an uncorked champagne bottle, his thick cum rolling into her constricted pussy tunnel and blasting back out her already stuffed-with-cum cooze like hot cream from an overflowing cup. The huge wads of jism didn't stop until the last tremor was gone from her climaxing fuck mound, and the river of jizz had run all the way down her thighs and spilled down to her knees.
"Ohhhhhh!" Laurel sighed as Hiller's depleted cock was pulled from her cunt and she was allowed to slip limply down onto the rug.
She lay there, a pool of cum between her legs, spunk splashed onto her butt, her tits bruised from the man's tight grip. She looked up at the camera, a thoroughly debauched, contented look on her face, and dropped her head tiredly back onto the black bearskin.
"Cut!" yelled the captain. "Holy fuck! If those asshole porno kings don't buy this, they're fuckin' BLIND!"
There was excited talk all around by the men, and much congratulation. Laurel lay where she was, trying to get up the energy to go into the bathroom and take a hot, cleansing bath.
She realized that the last shreds of her self respect lay tattered around her reclining body, but she also was begging to know something else – she had enjoyed what she had just done, every lewd, degrading, exciting minute of it, more than she had ever enjoyed anything in her life. And she would do it again if asked – film or no film!