As the President left, dozens of men filled the room Ashlee was in. She laid naked on the table, only wearing a big bow on her head, garter belt, thigh-high stockings and heels. She struggled to choke down the cum in her mouth.
A man approached the end of the table and grabbed Ashlee's legs to pull her ass back to the edge. He spread her legs wide and slowly pushed his manhood into her pussy. It was too dry so he had to pull out and spit on his hand to moisten her lips and the tip of his dick. Man #1 shoved himself back in as he held her legs open with both hands. He quickly got into a slow, steady rhythm of fucking Ashlee's newly deflowered pussy.
As Man #1 started fucking Ashlee, Man #2 and #3 brought their dicks to her face. The both took turns grabbing her face and pushing their cocks into her mouth.
"Suck it, bitch, suck it," Man #2 barked.
Ashlee did her best to obey. She felt Man #1's dick deep inside her while she tried to please Man #2's dick with her mouth. She remembered her instructions to be as blank and doll-like as possible. Ashlee told herself to just let them use her as a sex toy. In her mind she kept repeating "Be a good toy. Be a good toy. The better toy I am, the faster they will cum and it will be done."
Man #3 waited impatiently for her to get back to sucking his dick. He grabbed Ashlee's hand and put it around his shaft; he told her, "Jerk my dick off while you make me wait for your mouth, like a good slut."
Ashlee started moving her hand up and down Man #3's cock while she sucked on Man #2. This was hard to do with Man #1 speeding up his thrusting into her pussy.
Man #1 groaned, "Ugh, I don't want to cum yet. Someone else take my place."