Thread: Raped Innocence (Xana and Quix)

Stop what, I'm not touching ya. Carlos laughed and pressed his hips into her ass, allowing the girl to feel the thick bulge of his erection through the fabric of his jeans. Not yet. Ya really think Jimmy's not gonna let us screw you, you don't know Jimmy. Can't wait to bury my cock in that tight hole of yours. Keeping his voice low enough to be inaudible to the others, the Hispanic slid one hand up to briefly squeeze a breast before he focused his attention on the other three. Good girl. Use that big mouth for something except talking. Russo mocked Jenny, the knife still in his hands, but no longer pressed into her flesh. Duane stood in front of her, the buttons of the Police Uniform undone and his throbbing, veiny meat between her lips. On the run, the men hadn't taken a break to rest, sleep or shower and the smell of dried sweat and musk filtered into Russo's nostrils as the dark-skin man moaned in pleasure and began to pump with increasing urgency, sinking his shaft deep into her mouth. Come on slut, you can do better. He buried his fingers in Jenny's hair and planted his palms on the back of the head, gaze raised to Jimmy as the wet, lewd sounds of his balls slapping against the woman's chin and the thrusts of his cock echoed around the room. Take it all. A cry of anguish erupted from the other side of the room and Russo threw a glance at Alyssa. Her face white as a ghost, and red-rimmed eyes glistening with tears, Jimmy's expression was completely devoid of compassion or empathy. The look he sent her, one that Jenny wouldn't be able to see with a cock stuffed down her throat, said that despite any perceived assurances she'd be next. He smiled, then returned to the older woman. You heard what he said. Duane's cock was coated in spittle and a trail of precum and saliva hung between the tip and Jen's lips when Jimmy jerked her head off his meat and dug his thumb and forefinger into either side of her jaw, Take it all, bitch. Forcing her mouth open as wide as he could, he slammed it back down on his friend's throbbing erection. After making her accept Duane's entire length to the hilt, Russo sliced Jen's dress fully off her body, her tits bouncing and swaying in sync with the harsh throat-fucking, then ripped her panties aside and hooked his hands around her thighs. He spread her legs on the floor, exposing Jen's pink slit, and locked eyes with Carlos. Come join the fun, I'll babysit the girl. As the Hispanic nodded and shoved Alyssa in his direction, a scream of pleasure filled Russo's ears, but he unfortunately missed the visage of Jen's reaction as Duane pulled out from between her lips and splattered the woman's face with thick ropes of hot, sticky cum. However, Carlos didn't. Damnit, Duane, can't take you anywhere. Always leaving a fucking mess. The man shook his head in mock admonishment, smirked at Jen and released his meat from his pants. Shorter than Duane's, his cock was twice the girth. Guess I'll just have to use her cunt now. Having captured Alyssa's arm when Carlos' push had sent her slamming into him, Russo took a tighter grip on the trembling teenager as the man passed in front of them, Duane still grasping Jen by the hair and ensuring he drained every last drop from his balls. Enjoying the show, sweetie?