You must obey the tradition

"You're right." you answer, pumping her pussy vigorously. "It's... for the people... after all."

"Right." she pants. "For the people..."

"Well... Let's make a game." you offer while teasing her nipples and hugging her from behind. "You pick one, I pick one."

"Who wins?" she asks, yelling louder as you plunge deeper and deeper into her.

"Me, obviously. I'll be the one to fuck them all."

She laughs between two moans, then look at the crowd while waving her hips. After a little while, she points her chin at a blond girl with a pair of amazing pillows. She might be as tall as Penelope herself and her body makes you turn even harder inside the latino girl's vagina. You're **** to nod and send a discrete signal to members of the security staff so they could pick the target and bring her to you.

"Your turn, now!" your partner in crime cries.

Your gaze fly over the crows and stop at a teenage redhead, shorter and less well endorsed than Penelope's choice but with a shining smile which intrigues you. "What about this one? She's not as hot, but she's cute."

"Nice catch..." the young woman answers, still jumping on your dick. "Will the next one be... a brunette, then?"

"I already have the sexiest brunette around." you answer while crushing her breasts in your hands.

She smiles at you and reply "I'm the one chosing her anyway." She search the crowd and suddenly exclaim "Ha! Gotcha."

You follow her gaze and discover an adorable little Asian girl with bunches, and an impressive chest considering her size. "Nice catch, but are you sure she's old enough?" you ask.

"Well, her age will be checked anyway, so at worst she won't be allowed to get in."

You acquiesce "Ok, I know I usually only pick three girls at best for Survival Day, but since we agreed on the rules I have to chose a fourth one."

"Nothing obliges you..." she points out as your dick is finally entirely enshrined in her everytime you sink in.

"I insist." you grunt. You then look around and smile victoriously. "This one."

She looks down and widen her eyes. "The beefy one?"

"No, the lovely one on her shoulders with pink hair." Indeed, the girl you just described is a true eye candy, with flower tattoos all over her arms and two orbs about ot pop out of her tank top.

"Hmm... I think... they might be lovers."

"Might be... don't care..."

As you signal your choice to the security staff for the fourth time, you both come simultaneously, arching and roaring your orgasm out while a storm of acclaims accompany you.