The cock took advantage and buried itself inside my vagina. That was the start of me getting fucked in all 3 of my holes, sometimes, all 3 at once, before the men had had enough of me. I was knackered too, but I had a job to do and I just knew that Tony would punish me if I didn’t do the cleaning. Apart from lots of empty beer cans and bottles, the flat wasn’t really untidy and it didn’t take me long to finish cleaning up. I started to put my dress on but one of the men told me to stop and go over to him. That was the start of round 2 with all of them fucking me again. I guess that watching me do the cleaning naked had stirred up some more lust in them. I finally escaped that flat about an hour later with my dress not fully zipped up and wondering if the stripper that they ordered would arrive and they’d get their third fuck of the day. Again when I phoned Tony he told me to meet me in a different cafe and I again had to walk there in that skimpy dress with my tits partially showing at the top and my butt and pussy so close to showing at the bottom. Yet again, Tony kept me waiting in the cafe and some of the other customers were staring at me. It didn’t help that I couldn’t cross my legs, forbidden by Tony, allowing some of the customers to look up my legs and see my bald pubes and the front of my slit. Naked house cleaning isn’t the only Hardcore times that Tony has told me to be used by other people. His brother, Mick, was invited to a friends wedding and got involved in organising the stag do. Four of them decided to go to Amsterdam for a long weekend and Mick asked Tony if I could go as well. Tony agreed and on the appointed day Mick came to collect me. I’d got together a few thing in a bag and Tony had specified the clothes that I had to wear, heals, denim dungaree bib dress and a thin tank top under it. Mick had seem me in the dress before and liked what he saw, stiff denim that was quite lose at the waist when it was pov fastened and a bib that only just covered both nipples. As for the length, it’s like all the dresses that Tony lets me wear, just long enough to cover my butt and pussy. Tony had had me wear it a few times before, without the tank top, and apart from the tank, I’d always felt like I was naked. When I just stand there the only part of the dress that touches my body is the shoulder straps. It didn’t help that Tony wouldn’t let me fasten the sides so they flopped down leaving my bare hips on display. Back to Mick picking me up, when I put the top and dress on outside Tony’s apartment, Mick had looked at me and said that I ‘would do’. Not very complementary, not that I expected anything and I forgot about that when he told me to put my bag back into the apartment because I wouldn’t need it. I was grateful that I’d put my passport and money into my clutch bag. We met the other blowjob 3 guys at the airport and we were soon on the plane to Schiphol airport. As soon as the seatbelts light went off Mick told me to go to the big cocks toilet and I was followed by all 4 of the guys. With 3 of the guys hiding the door and pretending to queue, the fourth guy came into the toilet and joined the mile high club. When he’d cum in me he swapped places with one of his mates. By the time the flight was half way there, all 4 of them had fucked me in that toilet. I took a big wad of tissues back to my seat to sit on to absorb all their cum as it seeped out of me. Once we’d landed and gone through security Mick told me to go to the toilet and take the thin tank top off and then give it Brunette to him. All I was left wearing was my heels and the dungarees dress that barely covered anything and hung on me like a tent. As soon as Craig left the room, Carl, who was naked by now, climbed on top of me. He pushed me back on the couch and shoved his hard cock up my pussy. “What was Momo’s behavior upon… transforming?” I tell him that I wanted Hardcore to look for something for Jill, which he seemed to buy my story. Manjula was naked. Most of the women were wearing spandex shorts that showed off their shapely asses, pov tops that drew one’s attention to their beautiful breasts. blowjob Linda was always polite even when the caller was not serious. 'Uh.. big cocks Mmm, yes, yes, feast on me. Whenever you need Brunette pussy, Daddy, I'm here.” Then the instructor had them bend a leg at a time, as if bicycling with their yoga mats as the pedals. "Then you better keep shut" he stated dominantly as he slams into her pussy causing her to scream out, as she quickly bit her lips hoping her child didn't hear. She was very skilled at cooking, sewing and cleaning house. His cock was beautiful and my tongue licked the gleaming liquid from the tip.