Now the room was intently silent. The atmosphere changed from high-charged sexuality, to a silent, intent lewdness. Everyone watched as the girl jutted her hips forward and let her hips begin to pump, ever so slightly, in time to the finger sawing in and out of her wetly clasping vagina. Her hands were still squeezing the two cocks and stroking them in a lewd rhythm, as Herman grabbed her long, coal-black hair from behind and pulled her head back. Their open mouths locked together in a long lewd kiss. Their wetly hot tongues could be seen licking at each other as his big hands pawed and fondled her proud naked breasts.

The room seemed to be growing hotter, and everyone pressed closer to the stage as they realized what they were seeing: a no-holds-barred ravishment of a girl who looked like she belonged on the society page or in a Hollywood movie. The combination of her stunning looks and obvious sensuality and wantonly wild behavior was too much. Men made secret plans to abandon their wives and mates later on in the evening in order to get to this pagan girl who was writhing so lewdly in front of them.

The scene grew wilder and low animal moans came from the crowd as they watched the girl slowly sinking to the stage floor. The finger was pulled from the tight little opening up between her legs with a wetly plopping sound, as Ben and Herman slowly forced the girl down on her knees.

Actually, there was no need to force her. Willingly, slowly, tantalizingly, her hips pumping lewdly all the while, she knelt on the floor of the stage between the two men, still rhythmically stroking their huge cocks. Her eyes half closed, she turned her head and looked longingly at Ben's erect, brutally hard penis in front of her face.