Ending the episode with a bang

Something in Sasha breaks. The more the ginger fucks her, the more she fantasizes about a reality where this handsome, hung man is her boyfriend. This Adonis takes her with firm but gentle thrusts, letting her pussy adjust to his girth each time he pushes deep. When he reaches for her hair and has her look up into his eyes, she whimpers around the thong and wonders if she's falling in love with him or if it's just her pussy falling in love with his cock.

The ginger leans in and says, "I don't care about the stupid bet, but I bet you'd be stunning all knocked up." Fucking her faster, he says between sexy grunts, "Better make sure this pussy doesn't spill a drop when I cum."

Sasha can only nod. The thought of coming home to this cock develops into a fantasy of riding him bareback with a round, pregnant belly. She's never thought about getting preggers, but if it's this Adonis pumping her full of cum, then the idea has her pussy dripping. Already close to cumming again, she goes over that edge when he pushes deep as yet more spurts of hot cum coat her inner walls. Sasha moans around the thong and looks up to Adonis, cumming with him as she cums on his thick cock.

He strokes her face and says, "Good girl." Her pussy flutters at those two words. Reaching up to the ropes binding her to the makeshift cross, he unties them with his cock yet inside her, her pussy squeezing at its fat shaft still. "Let me help you out of these ropes. Can't imagine they feel the best in the world." His cock slips out finally when he helps her to set her legs down on the padded bench.

To Sasha, her legs feel like limp noodles. Worse off still is her poor pussy. She's never had so much cum inside her, and she's never before been stretched so wonderfully. With the help of Adonis, she stands, her legs shaky as cum from all three men runs down her inner thighs. With a hot blush, she plucks the thong from her mouth and asks, "Is it done? Can we um go home now?"

Adonis shrugs. "Don't ask me. I just work here." He jerks his thumb toward Danny D. "Ask him."

Sasha looks around and spots Danny D standing just off-camera. A redhead in a black t-shirt and jeans kneels in front of him. After a long moment of staring, she realizes the redhead is sucking his dick, and Sasha blushes more as she wonders what it would feel like to try and deepthroat that ten-inch cock. Sasha waves over to Danny D and asks, "So... is the episode over?"

When Danny D turns toward Sasha, his hard cock pops out of the redhead's mouth, the shaft soaked in her saliva. Into his mic he says, "Sure, we're about done here. Why don't you go ahead and free your boyfriend?"

Sasha doesn't need to be told twice. She rushes over to Blake and starts tugging at the ropes binding his wrists to the chair. Her eyes meet his. She then looks lower to his cock, the head still leaking precum. At about five inches, he doesn't measure up to Danny D or the big dicks of the staff members, and Sasha can't help but think of those fat cocks and how they stretched her pussy in what she can only think of as the best sex of her life.

The ropes resist her efforts. Whoever tied the knots really knows how to tie a rope. She tugs harder and wishes she'd taken time to get dressed, figuring the cameras are having a field day with shots of her ass. After she gets the ropes tying him to the arms of the chair undone, she bends at the waist to reach the ropes on his ankles, her legs shaky still from her own time tied up.

With his hands finally free, Blake reaches up to yank the ball gag out of his mouth and says, "Hurry up! I don't think he's done with you..."

Sasha glances up. Still fiddling with the ropes, she asks, "You mean the hunky ginger? Pretty sure he's done all the show uh requires." She yanks hard at the ropes, blushing hotly as she thinks of the view the cameras must have of her naked ass.

"Not him. Danny D—behind you!"

From behind her, Danny D says, "Wiggling this fat butt about has to mean you're wanting more cock." Strong hands close on her hips. "I'd love another round of smashing this pussy before we end the episode." The broad head of his cock works its way into her silken, soaked folds. "I've a bet to win!"

Sasha looks up to the overhead monitors in time to watch Danny D plunge into her pussy. The cameras all focus on her round butt bouncing from the **** of his thrusts, his cock working deep, coated in both the redhead's saliva and Sasha's girl-juice. When Sasha makes eye contact with her boyfriend, she tries to apologize and moans instead. She has to hold onto Blake to steady herself, her knees weak, each vigorous thrust from Danny D sending her forward against her boyfriend's lap.

Danny D pulls at her hair until she has to arch her back. Holding his mic with his other hand, he says into it, "That's it for our episode, folks. If you think you can do better than Sasha here, you're welcome to try! We promise you'll leave here either..."

With the mic held toward Sasha, Danny D turns her head toward it with his firm grip on her hair. She gasps out, "Fucked!"

Danny D pushes deep, forcing Sasha up on her tiptoes as he empties his heavy balls, spurt after spurt of hot cum filling her velvety insides. Into his mic, Danny D finishes the slogan, "Or with a fortune!"