“Oh fuck!” My voice cried out, unable to control itself for even a few seconds while I was tied down and being used as a toy for their Rape phone sex fantasies. There’s something wonderful to be said about being used in every way. Sadly there weren’t enough people here to resolve that particular craving, but there was my rapist and his brother. Yes, rapist, I didn’t say yes to this at all. He found me at a bar and took me home. Next thing I knew my head was woozy and he was inside of me, pounding away with his thick monstrous cunt destroyer. It wasn’t anything compared to the real bitch breaker at my lips though. “Suck.” I heard him say, the brother, prodding my lips and threatening to cock slap me again and leave yet another mark on the body they’ve had so many sensual fantasies about. I opened up but it wasn’t enough for him, another meaty thwack had my eyes stinging while my cunt lips wrapped so nicely around the man behind me. “I said suck, not taunt me.”
I wasn’t really trying to do that, but you know, when in Rome, get sucking. I let my tongue slip out to press his tip, and I tried to pull him in. He listened, too well, grabbing the back of my head and forcing himself past my lips, past my newly sucking cheeks, and all the way into my throat. It hurt my jaw, it was too much at once, I felt a crack and the tears were renewed. He didn’t care, his brother didn’t either, I was the meat in a sandwich and I didn’t get a say of who ate me.
At least the mayo was coming freely and generously in this sex phone chat.
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