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Chapter 8 by bsnick bsnick

What's next for our plucky heroine?

She must endure hours of plundering.... well, minutes....

Joe pumped his fist. "Can I take her ass?" he asked.

Bill snorted. "You can take anything you want. I got laid last night so you can go first."

Joe whipped out his dick and all but sprinted over to the girl. He spat a few time down at his dick and her butt. He missed all but once, but didn't let it deter him as he **** his way into her tight rectum.

Amanda began to stir, moaning in protest and pain.

"Damn, she might be waking up," Joe grunted, thrusting harder, determined to cum inside her before she could wake up.

"No worries, I've got something that'll keep her out," Bill said, going around to the other side of the stack. He pulled out a pouch, lifted her by the hair, and popped a pill in her mouth. By tilting her head back and massaging her throat he somehow made her swallow the magic pill, granting the two of them several hours at least before she'd cum around.

Joe didn't need several hours. He was so in need of a good fuck that he blew his load after only a few minutes of pumping her dry ass.

"Fuck that was good," he gasped. "I need to get laid more."

Bill smirked, whipping out his dick. Unlike his stories he wasn't all that big, but with Amanda's pussy being so raw it would have felt like it if she wasn't out cold. He managed to last a couple minutes longer than Joe had, but unloaded his watery load into her soon enough.

"Let's go pass the word to guys we can trust," Bill said, and the two headed for the elevator, leaving Amanda's **** body trapped on the eighteenth floor.

Can the lively Amanda make her escape?

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