Thread: Raped Innocence (Xana and Quix)

You heard the bitch, do whatever you want. As the black man smiled at Jimmy and moved to closer to Jen, Russo addressed the teenager. 'That turning you on, honey, you like that? With her shirt ripped open and small tits exposed to the three men, he'd felt her nipple harden under the tweak of his fingers, in no doubt that it was from anything but arousal, I bet you're dripping for cock. He whispered in her ear as Duane ripped Jen's thighs apart and slammed his meat back balls-deep into her already violated hole. You gonna scream for that black meat? With the cum from Carlos's load still dripping from her slit and providing lubrication, Duane's meat spread her walls farther apart, and the tip bumped against her cervix. Spittle and epithets flew from his mouth as he fucked the woman without mercy. One of his hands whipped her leg with each thrust and he wrapped the other under her body, causing the wooden table to creak and groan under their combined weight as he viciously pounded her into it. Whilst Duane ravaged Jen, Russo gripped her by the hair, forcing it to tear painfully between his fingers and for her to witness him slip a palm between Alyssa's legs. When the first wail left the older woman's mouth and reverberated around the room, the teenager quivered in terror. That's it, slut, scream. Louder. Duane, in the throes of passion, urged Jen on. Russo wasn't so enamoured with noise. Nor was Carlos, who caught eyes with Jimmy. The Hispanic shuffled to the window and drew the curtains back, ensuring that no lights came on in nearby residences. Shut it, bitch. Growling, Russo wrapped his fingers around her neck, and squeezed the air out until the screams subsided in her throat. Just as they did, a howl of pleasure erupted from the dark-skinned man. Duane came as he pulled out of of her abused pussy. Thick hot ropes of his semen spurted onto Jen's back, where it ran down her skin and dribbled down between her ass cheeks. All clear. Receiving confirmation from Carlos that the street remained quiet and deserted, Russo gave neither woman any respite. Filthy, cum-dripping whore. You still with us, Jen. He slapped the back of her head and motioned to Alyssa, who'd remained trapped between his torso and the table. I hope so, because I want you to listen carefully. I promised not to touch the girl, but I can't let her get away with disrespecting her elders. She needs to be taught a lesson and you're going to help me teach it. You're going to tell her to drop to her knees and suck my cock to say sorry. Alyssa had begun to hyperventilate again, and her plaintive denials were barely audible through the sobs that wracked her body. There existed little chance now that the night would end without the trio fucking the teenager, however, torturing Jen psychologically was just as pleasurable as watching his buddies brutalise her holes. Jimmy dangled a ray of hope in front of the woman that Alyssa could still escape mostly intact, at least sexually. Tell her, and if she sucks me off right, the girl stays a virgin. An assumption on Russo's part, but Jen would get the message, and if she grasped onto the ray of hope and did as requested, great. If not, no skin off Jimmy's nose, he'd pin the blame for Alyssa's subsequent gang rape on her refusal to take it. Otherwise, my boys will have free reign on her tight, little cunt.