Thread: Raped Innocence (Xana and Quix)

Outweighing the girl by at least a hundred pounds, the sixteen year old had no hope of fleeing the ex-policeman's grip, and her kicks and struggles had no effect on Jimmy. After his taunt, he returned his own focus to the aforementioned show. That a boy. A malevolent laugh escaped Russo when Duane smacked his dripping, softened cock against Jen's cum splattered face as, simultaneously, Carlos prised her legs apart and slammed every thick inch of his meat into her dry cunt. Did it hurt? Obviously, from the agonised squeal that reverberated around the room, and that was fine with Jimmy. Ever had a black cock before? Duane bared his teeth in an expression of pure evil and forced his softened meat back in her mouth, shoving in half his balls as well. Wads of his first load dripped from her chin. Behind her, Carlos slammed in and out of her pussy. You know who you remind me of? Having removed his shirt, the Hispanic's oily, sweaty chest slapped against her back as his invading cock spread her walls apart. My ex-wife, she had a big mouth, too, and a body to die for. Spittle flew from his lips and landed on her skin, and his nails clawed into the flesh of her thighs, leaving bruises and scratch marks as he grunted between ragged breaths. Never understood why some guys like the anorexic ones, feels like you're fucking a skeleton. Me, I love 'em with some meat on their bones. What about you, Duane? The dark-skinned man had begun to harden again between her lips, drool leaking onto his cock, and bubbles of foaming semen forming around Jen's mouth. I don't care, long as they got three holes. He maintained a grip on her hair and kept her clamped on his shaft as Carlos's continued thrusts sent her body scrabbling across the carpet. Get me hard, slut Then, abruptly, Duane found his semi-erect meat pulled from between her lips when Carlos ripped her head back, planted it cheek-down on the carpet, flattened her body out and clambered astride her. With his full weight pinning her in place, the man grunted and groaned and pistoned his hips like a jackhammer, brutally pounding Jen's unprepared pussy as if he had not a care in the world for the pain he caused. Which he didn't. A short while later, after Carlos released a loud groan and shot his hot load into her abused cunt, it became clear that Duane had not the slightest care either. The second the Hispanic was done and pulled out, leaving Jen's pussy filled to the brim with semen and cum running down her thighs, he jerked head up off the floor by her hair, almost pulling chunks of it from her scalp. Flip the bitch over. Lifting her torso up off the floor whilst Carlos grabbed her legs, Duane stroked himself fully erect and scooped a glob of his seed off her cheek with his tip. Time for some more dark meat. He grinned as he flicked the cum back onto her face, before a scream from Jimmy garnered his and the other man's attention. Forgetting their task, both sets of eyes shot to him. I hope you got raped in prison. And I hope you get raped again when you go back. Every night until you drop dead. It wasn't so much the words that inflamed Jimmy, but the pure hatred and vindictiveness in her tone. It contained a vitriol that it'd taken a man like Russo decades to build up inside. One that, in a million years, he wouldn't believe a teenage girl could be capable of possessing. What did you say, you fucking whore? If his grip had already been tight, it was vice-like now. He stepped back, eyes flaring with fury and jerked her towards him. Before he knew what he was about to dot, Jimmy clenched his free hand into a fist and aimed a punch straight at her jaw. Subconsciously intending to knock out every tooth before he ripped out her tongue. However, something stopped him at the last moment, and he opened his hand just before he struck her. It'd been the yell from his fellow escapees, screaming 'No Jimmy,' in unison. Likely, for no other reason than they didn't want to be denied any possible opportunity of screwing her sixteen year old pussy. Still, the slap was twice as hard as the one that he'd earlier given Jenny, and Jimmy's eyes blazed with the same hatred that had been contained in her words as they bore into her. Keep your trap shut or I'll rape your tight little teen cunt, then slit your damn throat, just like I did with your Mom. Try me, honey. Except, by the way his friends glared at Russo when he spat out the last threat, they probably wouldn't let him carry that one out until after they'd taken their turn. If even then. With all three's attention on each other and Alyssa, in what suddenly felt to Jimmy like a Mexican standoff, none of the trio had noted that in their rough treatment of Jen, the binds around her wrists had come loose.