Who's next?

You pull out of her with a wet, loud pop (and an ecstatic gasp from the blonde).

"Who's next?" one of the blonde's friends steps out of the shadows, leading two monstrously tall and hung figures out of the darkness towards the shivering, thoroughly violated figure splayed across the night club table.

You turn to leave.

"Wait."

There's a hand on your wrist, the blonde. Shaking, she pulls herself off the table and falls at your feet. Pressing her face to the filthy floor, she arches her back and raises her ass up in the air at you. You've destroyed her pussy: the hairless snatch is gaped open and bruised and bruised, a mixture of the girl's juices and your cum drooling obscenely out of the once immaculate orifice.

The blonde girl spreads her firm, pert bubble butt apart, exposing a perfectly tiny, tight pucker of a virgin asshole.

"I want you to pop all of my cherries..."