Being trapped in the center of an orgy

Hunk is still naked and locked in his stock, **** to endure the utter shame and humiliation of being pleasured by a gaggle of beautiful women.

Elizabeth, Nena, and Hazel continue their sensual administrations stroking, poking, and licking Hunk's masculine frame.

He's moaning in pleasure. His face covered in Nena's sweet juices as Hazel furiously jerks him off and Lady Elizabeth worships his balls as she continues to gently play with his ass.

"I think he's close!" Hazel shouts ecstatically as she readies a jar to collect his savory man-cream.

Hunk's body tenses up, and then starts spasming as he lets out a powerful, animalistic groan. The first drop spurts from his cock and into Hazel's waiting jar, soon its joined by a veritable torrent of his seed as the milk maid continues to coax every last drop out of him.

The women all watch as Hunk, this living Adonis, groans in ecstasy. He bucks and bobs, writhing like a mindless beast, embracing his primordial need for sexual gratification.

Seeing, hearing, and even smelling such a man as he is overwhelmed by his primitive, animalistic needs proves to be quite erotic for the women watching his lewd display. None will dare admit it, but there isn't a single dry panty for two whole city blocks.

Hunk sighs as he starts to come down, gasping for air as he basks in the afterglow. The women start to crowd around him, all of them eager to have their own fun with him.

"I think he's suffered enough."

"Let him go! How else am I supposed to ride him?"

Soon the sex-crazed mob is swarming around him and trying to free him from the stock.

In the distance, Hilda looks forlornly back at Hunk, silently begging for him to save her as she's pulled away by her new mistress.