They made her eat up all the leftover cum on her face. Most of it was from Manny, so he ended up being the one who used the tip of his giant cock to scrape his jizz over Candy's face into her waiting lips as she meekly gulped down whatever was fed to her. Over and over he did this, until he had finished cleaning up her face of cum so that her countenance was once again recognizable as America's most notorious ex-newscaster.
The trio's leader, Chuck, looked into one of the camera's and cackled gleefully. "If you've just joined us now, we're live in the studio with the lovely Candy Struthers, continuing our in-depth interview!"
The camera jerked downwards to capture the beautiful twenty-five year-old blonde, on her knees, dealing with three humungous erections vying for her oral attentions. Candy's face was wet and glazed from the remnants of three men's ejaculate, and there were still droplets and dollops of cum on her hair and voluptuous body below. Her magnificent D-cup breasts had received a fair amount of semen, and the nasty fluid drizzled down her cleavage wonderfully. Other than her garter-belt, sexy thigh-high stocking, and ankle boots which were all black - Candy was completely nude. She had endured a marathon oral sex session with the three men before her, and because of that her gorgeous, petite figure gleamed and was beaded with sweat.
"Mmmmmhhhhhhh mmmhhhhhhmmm!!" Candy moaned.
It wasn't much of an interview if one counted the words actually spoken. However, with three enormous dicks fighting to get into her mouth, Candy had more disconcerting things to worry about than forming an actual sentence. Sometimes the three men worked together and placed all three of their dicks in front of Candy, their tips touching one another so that all she had to do was open her shiny pink lips and smother all three helmets in one sinful motion. Not all three cock-heads were able to fit inside her mouth, but her succulent lips stretched over them enough so that her talented tongue nimbly danced and lashed them all at once.
Other times the men fought over Candy's mouth, battering each other and her lips in order to skewer her orally. Some deep-throating took place, but the platinum blonde beauty was unable to fully go down on their erections like before; ten-inches, eleven-inches, and twelve-inches were just too overwhelming for diminutive beauty to handle. But the trio of assailants were just preparing themselves for a new approach to abuse Candy.
She knew it in her heart.
"So Miss Struthers - now that we've established that you
do
give blowjobs, and that you are in fact a
supremely
talented cock-sucker, how about we move onto the next level?" said Chuck condescendingly.
Those words had the blonde flushing red in shame. Meanwhile, Joe and Manny had stepped back as well, so that the interview could go on uninterrupted. Also, by removing their dicks from Candy's mouth, it helped everyone focus on the conversation.
"The - the next level?" repeated Candy hesitantly. "What do you mean?"
Chuck laughed in disdain. "The slut acts like she's not a slut - I love it! Let's talk about fucking, Candy! Pure hard fucking! I'm talking about fucking you in your hot little pussy! Do you enjoy it? Do you like men fucking you hard and fast!?"
Candy bit her lip in dismay. She didn't know how to respond, or what else was up the man's sleeves, but she decided to still play it innocent. He couldn't know
everything
about her life in the past year, could he? "I - I don't know what you're talking about -"
"HA! You're a lying cunt! Are you saying you haven't had sex since the Nantucket incident?"
Chuck was practically shouting at her, his manner mocking and derisive. This had Candy shriveling back in fright and dread. She
had
had sex - lots of it, in fact. How much did Chuck know? He had been able to get the video of her group blowjob, after all...
Noting her distracted contemplation, Chuck decided it was time to drop his bombshell. "America deserves the truth! Miles - run the tape!"
Flustered, Candy glanced over at a nearby monitor that had just switched from the live studio feed to a recorded feed, taken from the nearby video station that Chuck's other companion was working on and controlling the entire broadcast. There was a fade from black to sudden color, and it was clear that it wasn't the beginning of the recording but cut to the middle.
It showed an orgiastic gang-bang, the center of attention in the recording being a gorgeous young blonde on her hands and knees. Roughly ten or twelve horny men, faces blurred, surrounded the girl in a circle as she bore the brunt of their depraved lusts. A bunch crowded around her face and ass with their cocks fighting for her mouth, and another bunch fighting to fuck her pussy.
The blonde was taking in dicks two at a time, skewered from the front and behind. Her lusty lovers feverishly pounded into both her orifices, with little regard to the woman, but it didn't appear that she was complaining anyways. She took each cock given to her with great relish, eagerly deep-throating anything pressed against her plump lips, or squealing in appreciation whenever a new cock entered her from behind. The men slapped her ass, gripped her tiny waist and fucked her brutally hard, or gripped her head tightly so to make her go down on them
all
the way, while the blonde took all the abuse in stride.
In fact, due to her whimpers of approval, it seemed that she was really enjoying her time with the boys. It certainly didn't appear as if she shied away from any of the dicks shoved in her face, hungrily taking them in her mouth. As the video played on, the woman even climaxed once, her hips and ass thrashing about as her groans grew louder and louder, culminating into screams of delight.
Even with a cock stuck in her mouth, her words were easily deciphered. "UNGH!! YYESTH!! YYESTH!! YYESTH!! YYESTH!! YYESTH!! FFUCKTH MEE HARTHER!!"
Then she squealed shrilly in erotica bliss, cumming ferociously hard, her slim yet voluptuous body thrashing about in pleasure. At that point the cameraman for the recording moved in closer to the girl, zooming in on her face. From a distance the woman with a dozen dicks pointing at her had indeed
looked
like Candy, but some might argue that there was room to dispute that fact. Up close, however, it was indisputable that the blonde was indeed Candy Struthers.
The real live Candy Struthers let out a distraught moan then. How had Chuck gotten his hands on that recording? It was supposed to have been
private
. Once more the man had put Candy into a corner - how was she going to talk her way out of the situation now?
The feed had cut off the recording and returned to the live coverage in the studio. During that time, Joe and Manny had pulled Candy onto her feet and held onto her arms, standing on each side of her. She appeared tiny, defenseless, and - since she was nude - very vulnerable next to the two hulking criminals.
"Well - what do you have to say for yourself, Miss Struthers?" asked Chuck with a leering grin. "That seemed like a lot dicks you were taking on! Dick after dick after dick after dick!!"
"I - I - oh my God! I don't know!" stuttered Candy in agitation. "Well - uh - what that is - ummm -"
"Fuck this lying bitch!!" exclaimed Manny.