She could still feel her cunt tighten, burn with the slightest touch on her body. As sore and tired as she was, as much as those awful red marks burned from the belt, she was still hot. Janet wrapped her hands around an old pillow, burying her face in it as she felt the men touching her ass. She remembered that heavy, thick-muscled body lording over her, pressing her against the floor while his dick split her in two, ripping her cherry. Jack stripped, Janet watching him closely. If you're real good this time, who knows, you might make it to the bed." "See, baby, you're gettin' better, movin' closer and closer to the bed. Jack took her feet, Greig her hands and head and moved to the sofa. Janet was exhausted, too tired, too degraded and shamed to fight back. The ropes were the next to go, the knots untied, the line taken from her body. Jack moved up and took the screws off her cuntlips, making Janet murmur a thanks. "Hey, come on, let's both get the bitch," Jack suggested.īill was wiping his cock off, having slid off the table. "Well, she's gonna make it when I fuck the shit outta her," Greig said, pulling his pants down. "Yeah, she didn't cum when I did," Bill said. "Man, she's still in heat," Greig said with pleasure.
Sagging back, pulling his flaccid prick from her mouth and wiping the greasy head over her lips, he fell from the panting young woman. But that spraying cock in her mouth kept her from doing much more than gagging. Janet wanted to scream, to scream as loudly as she could. The young stud on top of her was going crazy, his knees hitting her chin, the sides of her head. More and more gouts of cum spattered against the insides of her cheeks, wadded up, then slipped down her throat. She knew she would drown in jizz if she didn't. Still teasing her clit, the big stud came, sending rushes of cum down her throat. The girl let out a wild scream, her mouth opening wide, air rushing against his prick. The next second she was back sucking for her clear life, feeling more and more of his bleachy cum oozing from his piss-slit, coating her tongue, her mouth, her throat, the taste of it making her swallow more and more.Īnd then he was pinching her clit, taking it between his thumb and forefinger and pinching it hard. Yes, that would show him, show all of them that they couldn't torture her, couldn't harm her. For a moment the girl wanted to bite down on his dick. Janet was thrashing against the ropes, her mouth sucking hard, her tongue going crazy against his pumping cock. "Man, she's gonna make him pop right now," Greig said, watching the girl's head jerk frantically up and down.īill was reaching behind him, his fingers groping for her clit. Come on, man, swing on it! Ohhhh yeahhh, good head, bitch, good fuckin' head," Bill groaned, his head flopping from side to side.