Margarita stood tall in the dimly lit penthouse, her slender frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the city lights. At six feet even, with her flat chest and cascading blonde hair, she exuded an air of unapologetic confidence. The ten men gathered around her were a mix of athletes, executives, and artists she'd handpicked for the evening. Tension crackled as she surveyed them, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Gentlemen," she said, her voice crisp and laced with wit, "you've all been bragging about your stamina. Let's see if any of you can keep up with me. No whining, no holding back—especially not in my ass or mouth. Who's first?"
One burly man, Jake, stepped forward with a grin. "You're all talk, Margarita. Bet that skinny body can't handle what we're packing."
She laughed, stepping closer and tracing a finger down his chest. "Oh, Jake, your cock's probably the only thing small about you. Get it hard and prove me wrong."
The others chuckled, but the air thickened with desire. Margarita shed her robe, revealing her lithe form. She dropped to her knees before Jake, her hands working his pants open. His cock sprang free, already hard. She took it into her mouth for a teasing blowjob, tongue swirling as she maintained eye contact.
"Mmm, not bad," she murmured around him, pulling back. "But I want you all horny and dripping for me."
The men shed clothes, cocks hardening under her gaze. Margarita directed two to her sides, stroking them while Jake thrust into her mouth. She was wet already, pussy glistening, but she controlled the pace. "Harder, boys. Make me pant."
Soon she was on all fours, one cock in her mouth, another sliding into her tight ass. The men took turns, fucking her hard as she commanded. "Deeper in my ass—yes, like that. Don't you dare come yet."
Sweating bodies tangled, cum dripping down her thighs as she came first, pussy clenching. They followed, filling her mouth and ass with hot loads while she directed every thrust with sharp wit. "That's it, fill me up. You're all mine tonight."
By the end of the first round, Margarita lay back, panting and satisfied yet insatiable. She eyed the remaining men. "Round two starts now, but save some for the others waiting in the wings."
This was only the beginning of her ten-man conquest.
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