Chapter 14
"She said she was your niece," Larry said. "Can you beat that?"
"Yea, that's what I hear," Rom answered, aware that his cock was well on its way to a bone-hard state. He wasn't sure just how he should mentally be reacting to his physical reaction to his naked niece on the bed. In a way, he figured it was probably best this way. After all, Rom's hardening cock made a bulge in his trousers that made it very hard for Larry to miss seeing. And Larry would have possibly been more suspicious if that evidence of a hard-on in Rom's pants hadn't been there. Larry, after all, knew that Rom liked women; and if Rom's cock hadn't responded as it was now doing, Larry would have possibly been wondering why.
"You lose any nieces lately?" Larry asked, giving Rom a wide grin.
"I never had any nieces to begin with," Rom said. "I happen to be an only child. That way I never had to share any of my toys."
"You're a damned liar!" MaryAnn screamed. She had come to a crouching position, trying to pull even more of the blankets over her naked body.
MaryAnn didn't know what in the hell her uncle was trying to pull; but, he was her uncle. He couldn't convince her otherwise, even if he could convince this big-cocked pervert with him. There was just no mistaking Rom from Karla's vivid description of him: black hair, black eyes, sensuous lips, cleft chin. There was even that vague resemblance between Rom and his brother-MaryAnn's father; although, Karla had been right in her observation that Rom was a hell of a lot better looking than Bob Crandale was.
"You're my uncle, you bastard!" MaryAnn accused. It had somehow come to appall her that this handsome bastard of an uncle had made no move whatsoever to come to her rescue. Granted, most of the damage had already been done by the time he had arrived on the scene; but, he should have done something to set it all right. HE SHOULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING!
"She does seem to be a die-hard, doesn't she?" Larry commented, wondering what point the pretty little blonde was trying to make by continuing on with her ridiculous little charade.
"What kind of a man are you that you can just stand there after what this beast has done to me?" MaryAnn asked, knowing that Rom had to be sick and perverted to be so unaffected by the rape of his own niece. But, then Rom was sick, wasn't he? Hell, he'd fucked his own sister, hadn't he? If he could screw his own sister without batting an eye, what in the hell did he care that one of his "business associates" had taken MaryAnn's cherry?
"I think she was hoping you were a knight in shining white armor," Larry said, wondering why Rom wasn't already in the process of freeing that bulged cock straining so fiercely at the insides of Rom's pants crotch.
"Wait until my father hears about this," MaryAnn warned. "Or mother."
"She really does seem a bit distraught, doesn't she?" Larry observed, well aware that his cock was still hard and ready for yet another fuck.
"Wait until Karla hears," MaryAnn said. And, where in the hell was Karla?
"So, who's Karla?" Larry asked.
Rom shrugged.
"You bastard!" MaryAnn spat. "You're both perverted, sick sonsofbitches who are going to end up paying hell for the shit you've put me through."
"Honey, you should have paid me hard cash for all the fun I've been showing you," Larry said. "It isn't every girl who gets her cherry speared by a real pro. Did you know that? Did you?" He turned back to Rom.
"She was a virgin, you know. But she's so hot in the sack, it kind of makes you wonder who in the hell she was saving it for."
Inside of Rom's pants, his cock thumped with entrapped blood. His cock mouth gushed a new oozing of pre-seminal juices. There was something undeniably exciting about the naked MaryAnn, the lewd and large cock jutting up from Larry's belly, the blood and the semen smeared on the sheets, the smell of sex which permeated the air of the room.
"I'll bet if her cunt was cherry her ass hole is virgin as all hell," Larry said, accompanying with a decidedly suggestive wink. "Why don't you strip down and give the little blonde girl's anus a run for the money?"
And, there it was: the invitation for sex that Rom had known was coming. Rom had known it was coming, because that was the way Larry operated. There was a broad ready and available-if not willing. And, it was the natural thing for any red-blooded male to take advantage of her. Larry had made similar offers on other occasions, the only difference being that those broads had usually been willing participants and not captives destined to be taken against their will.
Rom had a decision to make here. And if he made the wrong decision, this whole operation could be royally fucked up. First, he could decline the offer for sex. And, there was the chance that no one would think anything about his refusal. Then, again, there was the chance that his refusal might just get everyone to wondering-since it was evident by his swollen pants crotch that he was ready for fucking.
The truth was that Rom knew that under ordinary conditions, he would have had his pants dropped long ago. And if Larry was wondering why Rom wasn't already unzipped and jumping on, well, Cary and Marsha were going to wonder, too, weren't they?
"Come on," Larry said, indeed wondering what was keeping Rom from riding this broad where he would have aleady hopped on most any other little lady. Would Rom be hesitating if this were really his niece? "You and I can give her the old sandwich routine. What do you say?"
"You know I never turned down a good fuck," Rom said, his hand dropping to his zipper. "Especially when there's the prospect of fucking a virgin buttocks in the offing."
Rom saw the way MaryAnn's eyes went suddenly wide. Her obvious fear somehow excited Rom all the more. And, there was certainly no denying the fact that he was excited. He was excited because incest had always turned him on. And, MaryAnn had to be the prettiest little thing in the whole Crandale family. She was cuter than Matty had ever been. She was even better looking than Karla-and Karla was one hell of a striking chick.
Rom unzipped his pants, reaching in for a handful of hard cock. He gave a quick tug that, while causing a good bit of discomfort, did manage to successfully pry his cock out into the open. It came out big, and hard, and drooling clear liquids from its cleaver-sliced cock mouth which halved the pulpy penis corona.
"You can't be serious!" MaryAnn said, thinking this all had to be some kind of a macabre joke her uncle was playing. Could it be that he really didn't believe who she was? Could it be that he actually didn't know she was Karla's sister-his brother's daughter-his own nice? "You're my uncle, for Christ's sake-YOU'RE MY UNCLE!"
"Well, at least you won't have to worry about any idiot children," Larry said with a malicious chuckle, simultaneously stroking his own prick to milk it for a new gushing of pre-seminal juices with which to slick down his erection. "None of your so-called uncle's cum is ever going to take root up that sterile vrigin anus of yours."
"I'm your niece, goddamn it!" MaryAnn screamed, her eyes focused in on the immense erection her uncle had pulled out for her inspection. "Don't do this. For Christ's sake, please don't do this!"
But Rom had already rationalized to himself that he had to do it-if for no other reason than to make his three companions feel that everything was pretty much back to normal. There had already been too many things go wrong without blowing it only because his silly little niece had some archaic notion that getting fucked by her uncle was going to make her go screwy in the head.
Rom could feel a bit sorry for the poor, frightened waif. After all, she was Bob Crandale's daughter-which meant that she probably had ended up with all those guilt complexes which Karla had somehow miraculously managed to avoid. Actually, it was a shame that it couldn't be Karla here right now instead of MaryAnn. Karla would have known how to handle even this situation. In fact, Karla would have as much welcomed the excuse to fuck her uncle as Rom would have welcomed it.
Oh, well, Rom felt MaryAnn would hardly come out of this really too much the worse for wear. And in the end, she could always look back on it as something she did for God and her country. Maybe Rom could arrange for her to get some kind of an accommodation: Given to Miss MaryAnn Crandale, who, in the line of duty, surrendered her virginity to the enemy....
"No! No!" MaryAnn screamed. She'd retreated to a corner of the bed, having pulled most of the covers right along with her.
"Yes! Yes!" Larry countered, moving to get her. He was hotter than hell to get his cock reburied up this bitch's hot and buttery pussy. And, the idea of having Rom fucking the bitch through the rear door was almost exciting enough to make Larry blow his latest wad right then and there.
"You get plugged in and go to your back, huh," Rom instructed Larry. "Since you've already had a few hours of fucking action, I'm going to save you the strain of any additional exercise."
However, Larry's desire to put his cock up MaryAnn, and the reality, weren't one and the same things. Because if MaryAnn had struggled to keep from losing her virginity, she sure as hell wasn't going to endure a double rape (with incestuous implications to boot) without fighting until her very last breath.
Rom watched, having assumed that Larry-having handled MaryAnn before-could now handle her with little or no bother. After a few seconds, however, it became obvious that Larry was doing little better than holding his own. MaryAnn having regained her second wind during the time wherein the two men had so calmly been discussing her fate, was all over the bed, somehow managing to keep just outside of the reach of the frustrated Larry.
"Come on...." Rom had almost said "MaryAnn," but he had caught himself just in time. While he could have come up with a valid excuse for knowing the girl's name (Cary or Marsha might have let it drop) it seemed a bit more convincing to feign complete ignorance. "What is your name, honey?"
"You damned well know what my name is!" MaryAnn said, keeping one eye on Larry so that he couldn't slip up on her unawares.
"Her name is MaryAnn," Larry said, hid voice sounding just a bit breathless after his as-yet unsuccessful efforts to once again spear the girl's cunt with his stiff prick. "Anyway, that's what she said.
However, she also told us her last name was Crandale, which was obviously a piece of shit. So...."
"MaryAnn will have to do then, won't it?" Rom said. His right hand was languidly stroking the lengthy neck of his cock while his left hand had scooped into his trousers to bring his hairy balls out into the fresh air. "So, listen, MaryAnn: this little delaying action of yours is all good and well, just as long as you realize that's all it is-a delaying action. Because sooner or later-probably more sooner than later-you're going to find yourself getting fucked by two very big cocks. So if you get your jollies off by playing mouse to our two cats, well then you go right ahead. But don't get any false hopes about carrying on forever, will you?"
"Bastard!" MaryAnn spoke, so furious that she was almost caught by Larry's next sudden lunge for her. As it was, MaryAnn was forced to surrender the last of her covers to Larry's large and clutching hands. MaryAnn actually left the bed, moving to stand with her back pressed against the wall. All sense of modesty had vanished in the face of her terror. What she could care least about now was her naked and sweat-glistening breasts, or her vulnerable and hair-veed pussy. What she cared most about was escape. But even she could see that there was little chance of escape in sight. Already she was weakening; and, her uncle hadn't really even entered into the game. Once Rom decided to lend Larry a hand, MaryAnn didn't stand a chance of a snowball in hell.
And, as it turned out, Rom tired of the show sooner than MaryAnn could have imagined. Because where Rom was just standing calmly by one second, the next second he was on the move. And, where MaryAnn had been mainly concerned with Larry's next line of attack, she was caught completely unawares by Rom's.
Rom hit MaryAnn with the full force of his hard, muscled body, taking hold of the girl and pulling her in to face him just before he fell forward to squash her between him and the bed. MaryAnn, as she fell, hit her head on Larry's knee, a sharp pain jolting down to the very base of her spine.
MaryAnn's realization that any struggles on her part were hopeless in no way let her give up that struggling. Nor did the fact that her wind had been knocked out of her, or that her head still ached from having banged against Larry's knee, make her go as docile as both Larry and Rom would have probably liked her. After all, for MaryAnn there was something more involved here than just rape. She had been raped before, hadn't she? And while it had certainly been an experience not to be cherished (it had, hadn't it?), MaryAnn now knew that she had survived it, and she could survive yet another. And, yet, there was something more involved here than a girl trying to protect her cunt and ass from male cock. Her cunt, after all, was no longer cherry; although, it had to be admitted that her ass hole was still unmolested terrain. But, for MaryAnn, the real horror revolved around the incestuous aspects of this attack. And while Karla could laugh off the notion that incest was wicked, MaryAnn was struck dumb by the prospect of actually having her own uncle's cock rammed up her ass, or up her cunt, or up anywhere else for that matter.
And there were myriad weird, frightening sensations that were catapulting through her body now that she was cognizant of the fact that it was her own uncle pressing down on top of her. MY GOD, IT WAS HER UNCLE'S HARD AND NAKED COCK PUSHED AGAINST HER BELLY! IT WAS HER UNCLE'S HAIRY SCROTUM DRAPED DOWN OVER HER PUSSY SLICE LIKE DRAPES DOWN OVER A WINDOW!
Then Rom, having seen Larry jockeying into position, pulled suddenly away from MaryAnn's body. And MaryAnn, for just a quick moment, took hope. Obviously, her uncle-having realized the obscenity of what he was doing-had been allowed second thoughts. But MaryAnn's brief respite, her tiny ray of hope in salvation, was short-lived. Because Rom had moved away for no other reason than to let Larry take his place. Rom, after all, had no intentions of sticking MaryAnn from the front, especially into a hole already made sloppy by only-God-knew-how-many spermal blastings of Larry's cock. Not when there was a virgin ass hole soon to be made available to his bone-hard erection.
Larry, who had fucked MaryAnn's cunt before, had no qualms about sticking it again. As a matter-of-fact, he was most anxious to do just that. While MaryAnn was still trying to get air into her lungs, was still trying to fight off the weakness which was making her whole body feel as if it were made of lead, Larry was opening his legs to make larger the vee between MaryAnn's splaying thighs. Larry was raising his hips. He was using his right hand to drag his pulpy cock head through MaryAnn's pubic hair and onto the target.
"For Christ's sake, Uncle Rom, don't let him ... aggghhhh ... ohhhhh ... no ... no ... o ... o ... EEEEIIIIII!"
MaryAnn's cunt was still sopped with liquids. Her pussy mouth, walls, and its membranes were so slicked with goo that once Larry's cock had moved into position, it took little effort to put that cock deep inside MaryAnn's body-so deep that Larry's bulky cum-bulged balls banged against MaryAnn's sweaty ass cheeks.
Rom was now standing by the bed, looking down, watching. And, he derived an exceptional voyeuristic turn-on from seeing his niece's eyes-gone-buggy as Larry's cock was locked into place. Rom idly worked his cock with his right hand, using his left hand to roll his nuts until they oozed a delicious pain into his lower belly.
"Oh, God, nooooooo!" MaryAnn moaned, resentful that with this last insertion of Larry's cock inside of her, there had been no pain. So, what had there been? There had been a strange and thrilling sense of contentment: a welcoming home of something pleasurably familiar.
But, that was crazy! Crazy! Thrilling? Contentment? Welcome? Pleasurable? JESUS, THIS WAS RAPE! NO MATTER WHAT SHE MIGHT LIKE IT TO BE, IT WAS RAPE-NOTHING MORE NOR LESS THAN UNMITIGATED, DEGENERATE, HIDEOUS, REVOLTING RAPE!
"She likes it," Larry grunted, feeling how MaryAnn's body was responding beneath his. "I don't know why the broad puts up such a goddamn fuss when she so obviously does enjoy getting a good screw."
"Ohhhhhhh ... you're sick ... sick ... sick!" MaryAnn chanted, wishing there was pain, wishing that she had something tangible on which to hang her protests.
Was she actually enjoying?
Larry's cock still inserted to its nuts, Larry suddenly spread his legs wide, hooking them over MaryAnn's legs. Shifting his weight, Larry's legs-acting much like a pair of pinchers-pulled MaryAnn's legs together between them causing MaryAnn's cunt mouth to come closed tightly around the base of Larry's hard prick. Larry then rolled, going to his back, pulling MaryAnn into the dominant position atop him, all the while making damned sure that his cock stayed put. The maneuver brought MaryAnn's ass to the surface, making it vulnerable to attack.
And, attack was just what Rom had in mind. Before MaryAnn could really know what in the hell was happening, Rom was on the bed, straddling both MaryAnn and Larry's legs. His balls pooled in the groove made by the joined sides of MaryAnn's thighs.
Rom reached forward, placing one of his hands to each of MaryAnn's milky ass cheeks. His fingers went claw-like, kneading into the resilient flesh and easing the whiteness open along its ass crack. A thin, fine line of silky blonde hair came into view along the anal cleavage, punctuated by the light pink pucker of MaryAnn's ass hole opening.
Rom moved his left hand into a position where it alone could keep MaryAnn's ass cheeks pried apart. With his right hand, he grabbed hold of his cock and pulled it so that his cock head left a mess of ooze to cling to MaryAnn's ass hair. Rom then scooted his sitting position forward so that his cock tip followed on down through MaryAnn's ass crease and finally contacted MaryAnn's tiny anal eye.
"Nooooooooo!" MaryAnn squealed, aware that her nipples were hard, and that sensations resulting from the touch of her uncle's cock were something other than as horrifying as they should have been.
MaryAnn felt the sudden pressure against her sphincter as Rom began pushing to put his cock inside of his niece's virgin ass hole. In one more burst of rebellion, MaryAnn bucked to be free. Unfortunately, the upswing of her ass, designed to avoid the sticking, did little more than force her ass hole to roll open even sooner around the bulky head of Rom's cock.
"Ohhhhhhh!" MaryAnn groaned helplessly. Her cunt was stuffed. Her ass hole was already holding to Rom's cock head and would soon be forced into holding to even more of her uncle's cock.
"Relax, baby," Larry instructed. "You're going to like this. Goddamn, but you are going to like it."
MaryAnn could hardly move even before Rom laid out his chest along her back. But after he did so, MaryAnn felt completely trapped. All of her struggles-and she still refused to give up the fight-were to no avail.
Rom's hips were elevated to allow for long length of down-aiming cock which wasn't yet plugged up MaryAnn's ass. His cock neck looked like it offered the only support to Rom's lower body. Rom's hairy scrotum hung halfway down his cock neck but was already beginning its climb upward toward the base of his penis where it would be when Rom finally blasted his wad.
Rom used his right hand to milk his cock. His pre-seminal juices oozed into MaryAnn's rectum, slicking down a pathway for the rest of Rom's thick prick which Rom was even then preparing to feed it.
Rom worked his hands down to claim handholds on Larry's hard ass cheeks. By pulling upward, Rom was able to stab Larry's cock in MaryAnn even deeper, as well as begin the pull of MaryAnn's ass hole more completely over Rom's erection.
"Oh, pleeeeeeez!" MaryAnn bleated. And someway, somehow, she managed to come up with a torqueing motion of her lower body which-while it did little save stir Larry's cock in her vagina-did manage to pop Rom's cock head free of MaryAnn's ass and stabbed into Larry's balls which were waiting on the other side.
"Sheeeeeet!" Larry moaned as Rom's hard prick speared into his compacting scrotum and rammed hard into one of Larry's cream-filled balls.
"Damn!" Rom echoed, feeling genuine frustration that he had somehow miscalculated MaryAnn's determination and had allowed her to break free. Hell, he had told her before, and he could very well tell her again: all of these little maneuvers of hers were just delaying actions. For the good of this whole operation, it was imperative that Rom screw MaryAnn's ass. And if that rationalization wasn't good enough, well, the fact now arose that Rom was hot to fuck MaryAnn because (1) she was attractive as all hell, (2) Rom was turned on to the idea of fucking virgin ass, (3) MaryAnn was Rom's niece: he was her uncle.
"Pleeeeez, no, pleeez, no!" MaryAnn begged pitifully, simultaneously wondering if her protests just weren't somehow making it better for her attackers. She nad once read that the best thing a girl could do when being raped was just to go completely limp and let the guy have at her.
But how in the hell could MaryAnn compel her body to go limp when it was already filled with one cock, and when her uncle's fat cock head was already back to her slime-covered ass hole?
And, yes, by God, Rom did have his cock back in position. He was more determined than ever to spear his niece's virgin ass on his bloated erection. Yes, by fuck, he would shove his cock into her so deep that his scrotum would be mushroomed against the hair-strewn valley that lined the cleavage between MaryAnn's milky ass buns.
MaryAnn's pucker and the first inch of her anal tube had remained so juicy from the previous insertion of Rom's cock head, that it took really very little effort for Rom to once again put his cock corona in place. This time-to make his cock more secure than previously-he immediately added another inch of his cock to the ass hole for good measure.
"Ugh ... ugh...!" MaryAnn grunted, feeling Rom's cock slipping into depths that had never been fucked by cock before. Ohhhhhhh, it was fucking horrible!
BUT IF IT WAS FUCKING HORRIBLE, WHY WASN'T THERE MORE PAIN? Oh, it wasn't as if there was no agony. After all, a man didn't stick something as big as Rom's cock up any girl's ass without there being a good deal of discomfort. But MaryAnn somehow knew that there should have been more agony, more torment, more physical discomfort to make this experience seem exactly the horror she was sure it really was.
Or, was any of it really the horror she had always been led to believe? Because all of it was really just one form or another of sex, wasn't it? Was sex, in the final analysis, ever ever really bad? Oh, MaryAnn knew what her parents had drummed into her since birth: sin, sin, sin. But Karla had certainly had her share of sex and had never seemed the worst for wear.
Where in the hell was Karla?
MaryAnn was frankly confused. She knew, on the one hand, what she should have been feeling. Yet, on the other hand, she knew what she was feeling. The two simply didn't jive. Nor had they jived when Larry had tongue-fucked her cunt, or when Larry had cock-fucked her pussy, or now that she had one cock up her vagina and another inching deeper up....
"Aghhhhhh!" MaryAnn moaned as the pressure of Rom's descending hips worked his cock in even deeper.
Inside of MaryAnn's body, Rom's entering cock had made contact with the thin partitioning membrane that separated MaryAnn's ass hole from her pussy. Just beyond that membrane was the hard shaft of Larry's cock. Using the belly of Larry's submerged prick as his guiding runway, Rom's cock sunk in even deeper, drooling liquids that continually slicked the rectum, making the passage far easier than it would have been up a dry ass hole.
With a slow, persistent pushing, Rom made his cock penetrate further into MaryAnn's tightly cringing orifice. His cock caused MaryAnn's ass walls to elastically yield to wider and wider stretching.
As Rom began to guide his cock back and forth, back and forth-each forward movement burying him deeper-all of MaryAnn's pain (God, there should have been more!) slowly blended into an oddly rising sexual stimulation.
"Oh, God!" MaryAnn groaned, disgusted to realize that her body, quite apart from her conscious control, was beginning to rotate in tiny circular movements that somehow complimented rather than contradicted Rom's cock placing movements.
How could all of this be so horrible, so wicked, and yet so beautiful in the bargain? Yes, goddamn it, beautiful! How else could she describe those delicious waves of ecstasy that were slowly taking root so deep down inside of her? Why had her parents-her mother in particular-not told her of those? Karla had tried to tell her-more than once; but, MaryAnn had simply been too pig-headed to listen.
If this was agony, if this was hell, then the agony and the hell had somehow managed to blend together into one great moment of sensual bliss. And MaryAnn, despite all of her previous revulsion, began to realize that she was being forced into experiencing aspects of ecstasy she had never dreamed of.
"Yessssss!" Rom hissed as his sperm-bloated balls smacked hard against MaryAnn's ass. Deep within MaryAnn's lower belly, Rom's cock was now mated belly-to-belly with Larry's plugging penis.
Larry, despite the fact that he was relegated to a position that afforded him little active movement, was still getting more than his share of pleasure. In fact, his eyes were shut, his teeth gritted, in an attempt to keep himself from too soon being overcome by his pleasure. The movement of Rom's cock along his own, the responding spasms of MaryAnn's pussy tubes, had already masturbated Larry's cock to a high state of excitement.
And if Larry was getting enjoyment by just being stuck up MaryAnn's pussy, then Rom was suddenly in Seventh Heaven after his complete submersion up his niece's tight rectum. Rom was so consumed by pleasure that he knew he was going to be hard-pressed to ride MaryAnn's ass for very long before he would be forced to feed it a good gallon of his thick male cream. Still, despite his inner knowledge that he might possibly hold off his orgasm by simply resting for a moment, more primitive urges inside of Rom's body now prompted him to begin his ass fuck immediately. Besides, so what if Rom blasted his load in less time than usual? It wasn't as if MaryAnn was going anywhere, was it? Hell, no; MaryAnn would be around to take Rom's cock when he was better prepared to fuck on ... and on ... and on ... Until then, everyone was going to have to be content with whatever performance Rom could come up with: which would undoubtedly be a damned good one, no matter what its eventual length or duration.
So, Rom began his fucking in earnest: pulling up his hips, pulling up his cock, sliding his prick belly over the wet-warm pussy membrane and Larry's hard cock belly enlodged just beyond. And as soon as Rom had pulled his prick to the point where only his cock head was held entrapped by MaryAnn's rubbery cock mouth, he paused and then went down once again into those musky anal depths.
Up. Down. In. Out.
"Ohhhhh, pleeeeez" MaryAnn moaned, her voice sounding raspy. And did she want them to stop? Or, did she want them to go on? She really wasn't sure any more. She ... simply ... just ... wasn't ... sure!
However, whether or not MaryAnn wanted them to go on was of no concern to either Rom or Larry-if, in fact, it had ever been. The two men had come so far already, that there was no way for them to go except onward-and upward.
Rom socked his cock home ... again ... and again ... and again. Larry tried to contain his own swelling pleasure, trying to keep from slipping over the brink before Rom did. And, MaryAnn, wide-eyed with the wonder of the miracle that had somehow caused the worst abomination she could think of to metamorphose into such ecstasy, heard herself gurgling lewd and obscene soundings that exited like purrs from the depths of her being.
"Feel good, MaryAnn?" Rom asked, his voice gravelly. His belly made slap ... slap ... slapping sounds on each of his downward fuck strokes whenever his stomach collided with MaryAnn's upturned ass cheeks. "Do you like it, baby? Do you? Do you?"
"Y-No!" MaryAnn moaned, something inside of her still telling her not to verbally admit her enjoyment. But would the mere absence of a verbal admission make the pleasure disappear? Hell, no! So, what was the point of lying to either Rom, or to Larry, or to herself?
"You do like it!" Rom told her, having fucked enough ass hole to know a broad who enjoyed an ass screw when he found one. "Come on, tell Uncle Rom just how much you like it."
"I like ... it!" MaryAnn moaned. And, hell, it was out. And, it hadn't been all that difficult to admit it, after all, had it? "I-likeit, I-like it. I FUCKING LIKE IT!"
And as if MaryAnn's admission had been the finger squeezing the trigger, Rom knew that his sexual gun was about to let go its bullets. Rom jabbed his prick to its balls up MaryAnn's anus and left it there.
"Take it, baby!" Rom grunted. "Jesus, take it ... take it ... take it!"
And with the first comet-like spurt of her uncle's cream inside of her ass, MaryAnn's body went stiff as her muscles and nerve ends tauted with her own resulting ecstasy.
"I'm cumming!" MaryAnn voiced loudly, just as surprised now as she had been when she had found herself climaxing on Larry's tongue and then his cock; maybe even more surprised since she had felt it impossible from the beginning to experience such pleasure on her own uncle's cock. "SWEET ... JESUS ... GOD ... I'M ... CUMMMMMINGEEEEIIIIGGGHHHHHH!"
And Larry, feeling the throbbing pulsations of Rom's cock against his own, feeling the orgasmic vibrations of MaryAnn's pussy around his stiff meatiness, surrendered finally to his own spiraling pleasure. His pearly gobs of thick cream added more spermal drapery to MaryAnn's cunt while Rom's penis continued to feed MaryAnn's virgin anus for the first-if not for the last-time.