Chapter 10
Waiting idly, alone now in the suite, Bill poured himself another drink. As he sat there he could hear doors opening and shutting somewhere up the hall and Ramon's voice calling out to someone. He reasoned that everything must be all right, that Fran had found Liz and that they would return soon.
But after nearly five more minutes of complete silence he got up uneasily, feeling now that something must be wrong. He walked to the door and opened it quietly. As he stuck his head out to look up the hall, he was met by a throaty growl a few feet away. Glancing down he saw a huge German Shepherd sitting there on its haunches.
Bill moved cautiously to leave the suite without exciting the big dog, but as soon as he placed one foot outside the door Bruno came up on all four feet and walked menacingly toward him growling even more deeply in warning. The dog was almost up to him before Bill retreated back inside the suite, shutting the door once again.
"Maybe he'll go away if I'm quiet," Bill muttered to himself as he sat down once more to wait out the animal. After a minute or two he got up and quietly approached the door once again. But he had no sooner put his hand on the knob, when the dog growled again, this time the sound came from directly outside the door. Still, he started to reopen it gingerly. He had no more than moved it outward a quarter of an inch when the dog, viciously growling, lunged toward it. Bill caught a flash of the dog's head, teeth bared, before the weight of the heavy body slammed against the door closing it once again.
Stepping away, Bill breathed nervously. At least that dog couldn't get to him as long as he kept the door shut, he realized. But how long must he stay here like this? What in hell was happening to Fran and Liz? He must do something he realized. He couldn't just stay here, not knowing if the two girls were in danger.
He glanced around the room looking for something that might quiet down the ferocious dog just outside. Take some food and throw it out to him, he thought. But the dinner had already been thoroughly cleared away. Get a chair or something to fend him off? But then he realized that this was no normal dog out there, but a guard dog that could be stopped by nothing short of shooting it. No, he had to get out of the suite from some other exit than the door in front of which the dog was waiting.
Then he remembered that he'd noticed a balcony reaching around the hotel here on the second floor. That was it, the balcony! If he could only get out on the balcony.
He quickly went to the big French windows, pushed the curtains to one side, and found it no problem at all to open them. In a few seconds he was standing outside on the balcony feeling the muggy heat in contrast to the air-conditioned room inside.
Moving on his tip toes, he began to make his way carefully in the direction that Fran had gone. He passed one darkened window, and tried to peer inside, but could not see a thing. Some light was spilling from the next window, and he approached it carefully. Flattening his back against the wall, he inched his body close to the edge of the window frame and with extreme care craned his neck so that just a small slice of the room was visible. An overhead spot illuminated several short-wave radios and the other communications equipment banked on three walls. Nothing else could be seen.
He tilted his head a bit further and could see one chair and the very end of a couch. Now a man's hand reached up, as though from a lying position on the couch and grasped the edge. Bill could see the straining muscles of the man's darkly tanned bare arms. He moved his head just a fraction of an inch further so that he would be able to see more.
What came before his eyes staggered him as few things ever had in his life before. On the couch was Fran, his own wife! Naked! With Ramon! They were nakedly locked in the most obscene of positions, sixty-nining each other! Ramon's head was toward the window, his face buried deep between Fran's long sleek thighs. Underneath, she writhed with her face pressed hungrily up between his hairy legs. Shocked into immobility, the stunned young husband watched the thick sword of the Cuban's mammoth cock spear deep in his wife's eagerly sucking mouth, sawing its wet, throbbing way between her tightly ovalled lips. Sick now, Bill saw Fran's face slavishly working at the lipstick-smeared penis of another man! While that man?almost a total stranger too?burrowed his hotly searching tongue deeper into her glistening wide-open cunt! What had Ramon done to her to force her to do this? Bill's mind reeled. She couldn't be doing this of her own volition! She couldn't! Never in their deepest intimacies had his wife ever seemed willing to even allow Bill to kiss her quickly there. And now here was her head bobbing and tightly compressed lips sucking at this prick as though it was food in the mouth of a starving child.
Bill watched grimly as Fran's frantically trembling legs opened wider and wrapped themselves up around Ramon's corded neck, pulling his head deeper and deeper into the steaming cauldron of her cunt. The two people were twisting and turning as a single body, locked lewdly together in their sixty-nine position. Bill wanted to close his eyes to this salacious, adulterous betrayal by his young wife, yet he found himself drawing in even closer as a wild angry excitement began building up in his groin. My God! This was his own wife sucking another man's cock with hungry relish, like a common whore?while Ramon's long, saliva moistened tongue worked hotly in and out of her voluntarily open cunt.
In side the room, Fran fought helplessly against her crazily conflicting emotions and desires. She had been repelled at first, wanting to die, when the blunted rubbery tip of Ramon's thick penis sought to enter her lips. Hopelessly, she had felt it push through her vainly resisting teeth and deeply into her warm wet throat, her mouth salivating around it as the head of his cock burrowed far up, into her widely stretched mouth. It was, for the most part, tasteless, but its heated throbbing length was a living thing... vaguely exciting. Ramon's own attentions to her felt so good that she sensed his lips with her whole lower body, felt the ridges of his teeth against her sensitive pubic mound and the maddening flicker of his hot tongue licking the perfumed secretions of her helplessly aroused pussy, and she moaned inarticulately as the wet, long length of it swished at her quivering clitoris again and again.
"Suck," he commanded, lifting his head. "Suck and lick me."
Uncertainly she did as he ordered, knowing that unless she sucked to please?sucked to end it rapidly?that Ramon was capable of keeping her here until Bill discovered them. Besides, what real alternative did she have if she hoped to keep Ramon from Liz, wanted to keep the damning TV film from Bill? The blackmailed young wife ran her tongue wetly around and around his heatedly throbbing cock's head and timidly at first?then with increasing confidence as she heard him moan rapturously?teased the tiny open slit at the tip. Suddenly, as Fran felt his long, hot tongue drive deep into her wildly quivering cunt, she oddly felt as though she wanted to repay the pleasure, and pulled her mouth away to begin licking and nibbling at the sensitive underside of his cock. Soon both were moaning almost continuously and their bodies writhing in a wanton abandonment as the delicious sensations built up to an intolerable pressure in their loins. The two figures on the couch were so engrossed with each other, they did not notice Bill's stricken, white face pressed against the window-pane like some ghostly, accusing apparition. If they had, they would have seen his features in a grotesque mask of confusion, desire, and rage.
For more than a minute he watched the lewdly, thrashing pair just inside the glass. His mind was a blank in the face of the sight that seemed to be overturning his whole life. What could he do? Break in the window and force them to stop? No, Fran would not be engaged in this act so willingly unless she wanted it, wanted the long hard cock of this man sunk deep inside her lips. Bill watched the way her cheeks swelled to fit the whole length of the swarthy man's swollen cock deep into her hungry, sucking mouth, and the way her hands tenderly and lovingly played with his balls which were bouncing around her chin, her neck.
In spite of his revulsion and hurt, the sight strangely excited him. Seeing his own previously pure young wife in such an obscene position of total depravity with another man caused his already erect and throbbing cock to balloon even further until he was sure it was about to burst.
Eagerly, masochistically, he found himself wishing that he could be there inside on that couch too, sucking his wife in such absolute abandon. The bitch! He'd ream her asshole out while Ramon sucked that little pink pussy right out of her loins! His marriage seemed instantly unimportant somehow. She was just a wanton woman inside there submitting to any man's depraved desires with frenzied hungers of her own. Bill licked his lips trying to think of a way he could join in some way. The hi-jack leader did, after all, have them all completely in his power.
And then it was too late, for even through the heavy weather-proofed window, Bill could hear Ramon shout, "Suck harder, I'm cumming!" Bill saw the swarthy man suddenly flex his lips and seemingly try to push his suddenly spewing cock down Fran's greedily working throat. Gasping for breath, the young American woman swallowed and choked and gagged, then frantically pushed his smothering loins away from her face. Ramon's prick continued to shoot out its heated load of pearly sperm, convulsively spurting against her lips and cheeks, running in warm silver rivulets down her chin and neck.
Fran, however, was oblivious to his hot, white cum splattering her face and breasts, for Ramon's tongue and teeth had begun an even more savage sucking at her wildly quivering cuntal lips?driving her almost insane with ecstatic surges of erotic sensation... until, without warning, her orgasm was on her!
"Aiiieeee, I'm cumming... Oh God!!!" she screamed.
Bill watched his young wife's wildly writhing figure, then?shoulders slumping and unable to bear the torture anymore?turned back toward the reception room from which he had escaped.
Abruptly, he was savagely angry. He wanted to strike out-to kill! Ramon. It was Ramon who had brought them here against their wills, Ramon who had made a wanton whore out of his wife, Fran. Yes, goddamnit, he'd kill the swarthy son of a bitch!
Bill felt his way along the balcony wall until he came to the next window. No light was visible from inside. Immediately, he began trying to force the window open until his insane pawings at the frame were interrupted by a fearful voice from inside.
"Who is that? Wh-who's there?", the voice said.
It was Liz!
"Open the window," he ordered, his muscles set and trembling.
"B-Bill? Is that you, Bill?" The young girl's timid voice answered from just the other side of the glass, her words still a bit slurred from the wine she had drunk at dinner.
Now in the dim light Bill could see her lips and eyes and long blonde hair, her hands pressed against the other side of the glass. Her face was so much like Fran's face?the face which had been flooded and smeared with that bastard Ramon's cum.
"Open the goddamned window," Bill repeated.
Finally Liz managed to push open the window and the outraged husband leapt into the room like an animal. In his insane fury, he grabbed the young girl who looked so much like his wife, pawing at her breasts, as he brutally shoved her back into the room. His hips were buffeting her pelvis, while his hands savagely kneaded her softly fleshed buttocks through the lacey material of her jump suit.
"Bill... oh, Bill," the girl crooned drunkenly, still heatedly aroused from Ramon's recent assault on her young breasts. Liz responded fervently to her brother-in-law's maddened advances and began pulling at his clothes with motions just as frantic as his. A surge of wanton joy leapt through her as she felt his hands gruffly ripping down the zipper of her jumpsuit and then yanking the garment down over her hips in one smooth motion. As soon as the suit was down around her ankles, the girl impatiently kicked it away to stand nakedly trembling before him. Her own hands were busy tugging at his clothes, and seconds later his trousers were down around his ankles. She moved in close to the raging figure, eagerly trying to fit his penis into the hungrily excited slit between her thighs. She could feel the immensity of his swollen penis pounding heatedly against her naked stomach again and again. This was Bill and she wanted him very badly. Whatever it would mean for both of them, she knew that she could not stop it now.
"Bill, oh, Bill, fuck me... please fuck me," she moaned obscenely in her worried passion, reaching for his long, hotly throbbing cock. Her slender fingers clasped tightly around the huge fleshy rod and she began tugging on it desperately as she lowered her body to a half-squat.
The weight of Bill's lust-wracked body pressed hard against her and, off-balance, they clawed at one another, staggering backwards to fall in a heap on the soft carpet. Silently, like some wild mute rapist, Bill was all over her?sobbing out his frustration, wanting to get his painfully pulsating cock buried to the hilt in her eagerly waiting young pussy. Liz struggled to her hands and knees, trying to crawl and reach the bed that was against the wall, but her brother-in-law was on her from behind, grunts of agonized lust coming from deep within his heaving chest. They were both on all fours?like animals?and his pants were wadded around his ankles now as he finally succeeded in grabbing her hips from behind and pulling her smooth white ass cheeks back against his long, massively beating cock. He shoved forward, feeling his prick sliding down the heatedly moist crevice to scrape at his sister-in-law's hot, passion-drenched pussy lips.
Liz could feel his whole angry body over behind her slavishly kneeling form and she arched up and back to him?her hot, hungry need for being fucked just as great as his. Bracing herself on one hand, she reached back between her legs and groped for his fleshy rigidness in a desperate effort to guide it into the heated opening of her impatiently quivering vagina.
With this, Bill thrust his hips heavily forward and his voraciously searching cock raced up into the young girl, parting the soft, heated folds of her open vagina as it rammed without mercy up into her gratefully accepting depths.
"Aaaaagghh." Liz's voice was almost a shriek of pain?almost a cream of animal rapture.
He bore deeper into the warmly clasping walls of her cunt like a rampaging bulldozer, burying himself completely in her and groaning in lewd delight as his balls slapped against the white, soft moons of her young, upturned ass cheeks. The girl's mouth opened and closed in silent torment from the pressure of having her brother-in-law fucking so deep and far up inside her painfully heaving belly. God, she had thought Charles had filled her, but now she could feel every ridge, every pulsing vein on her sister's husband's rigidly imbedded staff. She whimpered as he began thrusting in and out of her tightly clinging little pussy, wiggling her buttocks around in tiny little circles trying her best to accommodate the whole pulsating hardness.
Liz could feel Bill's testicles slamming up against the soft wide-spread lips of her pussy, could feel the maddening tickle of the scrotum's bristly hair brushing again and again against her clitoris. The swollen pink lips of her tightly clasping little vagina drew back each time Bill lifted himself to pump his lust-hardened cock even deeper into her, the fleshy outer layers of her cunt clutching at his penis as though reluctant to let it come out. She moaned in ecstasy as his hands reached beneath her ribs to knead the dangling ripeness of her breasts and as he bit the side of her slender young neck and groveled his head hard into her smooth sun tanned back.
Finally, almost wordlessly and in total passion, they were joined together. Everything that had been aroused for the first time by Charles that afternoon blossomed forth anew inside Liz, and she responded to Bill's rapacious attack with every bit of energy in her strained young body. Her mind swirled with pleasure as she felt the pulsating hugeness of her brother-in-law's penis, boring deeper and deeper into her from behind. She revelled in a wanton abandonment that was spectacular in its lewd beauty. "Fuck into me harder," she cried joyously, "Fuck my cunt harder!"
Bill was thinking nothing, he was aware of almost nothing except that this was a woman who was a carbon copy of his wife, Fran: Fran there in the next room with the Cuban's cock sunk deep into her hungrily sucking mouth. Gradually, the black impenetrable mist of his anger dissipated under the heat of his wife's younger sister's urgency. Astonished, he looked down. This wasn't Fran! It was Liz! ? Liz who was so like Fran, her lithe young body straining back to his every plunge into her wonderfully heated vaginal depths. And he had always wanted Liz since meeting her when he first began dating Fran years ago. He had imagined her like this?on all fours, being fucked dog fashion by him?but had always pushed these salacious thoughts guiltily away. After all, it was Fran, this girl's sister, who was his wife!
Underneath him the young girl became wilder and wilder as her breath rasped hoarsely out of her chest; her smooth white buttocks rose to meet his every desire-driven thrust, and each time he buried his hotly pounding prick to the hilt she wiggled her naked body wildly, like a dog shaking water from itself.
Their joint cries were a confusion of grunts and groans as they tore madly on, the sweat of passion dripping heatedly from their bodies falling to the carpet below. Liz could feel her knee caps grind into the soft carpet as Bill seemed to be trying to hammer her through the floor. But, oh, it was so great! Oh, wow!
"Never stop... oh God, fuck me forever," she crooned, shaking her long hair from side to side.
Then, abruptly, the dark room was flooded with light as the door to the hallway was opened suddenly. From beneath Bill's still heaving form, Liz looked out groggily in the direction of the door to see the silhouetted Hans, standing with hands on hips. His big dog, Bruno was alertly poised at his side.
Get him, Bruno," ordered Hans curtly.
With a thunderous growl, almost a roar, the dog entered the room. Sensing what would happen, with almost a superhuman effort Liz forced herself upward pushing her brother-in-law off her back.
"Bill, Bill, look out," she screamed.
Bill's head came up to see the apparition of the fearsome dog lunging at him. Almost falling backward, he staggered to his feet and threw a chair at the dog. It didn't stop the animal, but it did slow him down long enough for Bill to leap through the open window. Once in the safety of the balcony, he quickly slammed the window behind him just as Bruno's body hurtled against the glass, unsuccessful once again. The glass did not break. Bruno fell back, growling, and then on command padded back to his master who still stood ready in the doorway. Hans had not moved from his position with hands on his hips. He cruelly smirked down at the panting, terrified young girl who nakedly cringed on the rug. Suddenly he laughed and the sound was the brittle bark of an animal.
"You breathe fast," he said in a guttural voice. "You have not been fucked enough, eh?"
Liz, beginning to tremble now, started to rise, but the dog's threatening growl and Hans sudden command "Stay there," froze her hands and knees.
"Answer me, bitch!" the guard suddenly snarled.
"Who... what?" the girl blinked at him through eyes that would not focus; her head swayed slowly from side to side causing her long blonde hair to move like a golden curtain back and forth over her ripely quivering breasts.
"It is plain that you have not been fucked enough yet," he repeated and tapped his boot toe on the floor thoughtfully. "Our leader, Ramon, has said we must take care of the needs of all our guests and keep them happy." He snorted, a vicious sound far more menacing than a warning, and said, "We will see you get enough fucking."
Hans turned to the giant German Shepherd, "Good dog. Fuck her. Fuck!"
It took almost five seconds for the words to penetrate the drunken young girl's consciousness, and by that time Bruno was behind her. Liz tried to crawl forward but a savage growl froze her into immobility. Oh God! The Cuban couldn't be serious?not a dog! Not an animal!
The petrified girl looked around fearfully and saw Bruno right in back of her, his long red tongue hanging hungrily out. She could hear his panting, and suddenly realized he was breathing almost as rapidly as she. Then she felt his cold muzzle gently touched between her warmly wet buttocks.
Bruno's tail began to lash excitedly back and forth as his glistening tongue took a long exploratory lick of the girl's fully cringing little anus and then came up underneath, lapping the whole heated length of her moistly unfulfilled cunt.
"Oooohhh!" the young girl's eyes widened as the first overpowering sensations aborted out all of her inhibitions and brought on a recurrence?intensified?of her earlier shameless arousal. From her erect little clitoris and quivering pink pussy lips to the puckering ring of her asshole, the dog's long, wet tongue coursed backwards and forwards with a vile slurping sound. Involuntarily, Liz began pushing herself backwards closer to the source of her wanton pleasure. Bill had been forced to flee the room when she was only a few seconds from cumming, and the desire to finish?to have the same beautifully explosive experience that she had first enjoyed only hours ago with Charles?was overwhelming her. She didn't care now how it happened, she just wanted it to happen!
Gropingly, Liz reached around behind her upraised buttocks and pulled the dog's head even closer, forcing its excitedly flaring nostrils underneath and into her widely distended cunt, as she spread her violently trembling thighs as far apart as possible and raised her ass high in lewd offering to the heavily panting animal.
Bruno sniffed at the young girl's now heatedly throbbing pussy lips, then his saliva moistened tongue licked three or four times in rapid succession before worming its long length into her ecstatically writhing cunt.
Abruptly he pulled his nose away!
Liz's loud wailing moan of disappointment ended almost the second it began, as the big German Shepherd put his front legs over her back and, in an instant, had mounted the girl, his forepaws locking around her waist in a tight animal-like embrace. At once, the dog's wetly shining penis appeared growing rapidly from underneath the hairy stomach. As the dog fought to mount higher, his long, hardening penis sought the fevered opening of Liz's eagerly quivering cunt. Finally, it found its mark and drove its long red shaft deep into the moistly heated depths of the girl's pussy, bucking madly as he tried to go deeper, deeper... deeper!
"Aaaaaggghhh. Goo-ooood! Ohhhh... " she could force no words from her pleasure and lust tightened throat.
Liz's breasts danced beneath her as the German Shepherd drove his animal haunches, harder and harder up between her open buttocks. Her mouth hung laxly open in wanton abandonment and her naked young body churned before him as the Shepherd's scarlet penis, pounding hotly into her frantically twitching vagina, rapidly brought her close to orgasm, promising to complete the joy that her sister's husband had left unfinished. The dog's panting tongue licked maddeningly at her shoulder blades as the girl savagely ground her firmly round buttocks higher and higher back at him?tighter up against him.
"Yes, yes!" she moaned, wanting to weep from the gloriously erotic sensations.
Bruno howled as his heated sperm began to spew deep up into her insanely writhing body. Then, with one last ramming thrust of his penis into her, Liz felt herself cumming too and, convulsing wildly as the powerful surges of ecstasy jolted her body, collapsed face down on the rug. The dog pulled away, his sperm-drained cock rapidly deflating and disappearing back into its furry sheath below. He sniffed for a moment at the young girl's back and then padded wearily over to his smirking master who had stood leeringly watching the salacious spectacle from the doorway.
Now Hans advanced toward the still slowly undulating body of the young girl, unbuckling his wide black belt and stripping off his T-shirt as he came.
"Turn over on your back," he ordered harshly, "and spread your legs wide!"
Liz looked back over her shoulder in an uncomprehending fear of what was to come next. She watched Hans stepping out of his trousers; he was a powerful looking brute, in spite of the paunch that slightly bulged out over his thick heavily ridged cock.
Without a word, the guard lowered himself on his back to the floor and roughly pulled Liz over on him so that she lay face down on top of him, her knees drawn up and straddling his hips. Unable to resist the strength of his brawn arms, she felt her hips being lifted heavily and then lowered so that her hotly throbbing cunt was skewered on Han's massive flesh pole. She felt his rigid hardness slide in all the way, effortlessly.
"Move your ass up and down," he ordered her brusquely. His big hands, like meat hooks, grasped her ripe, young breasts, and she was nearly sickened by his beady, pig-like eyes leering up at her.
Liz could feel his swollen cock pushing deep up inside her heatedly moistened vagina, flooded and wet now from the German shepherd's cumming into her just a few moments before. Her legs and arms felt as though they would fall off from exhaustion. Still in the throes of a euphoria induced by her climax, she was too relaxed to do his bidding.
"Move your snooty little butt!" Han's ordered her again, louder this time, and from the doorway, Bruno growled in warning.
Terrified, the young girl attempted to obey; she had raised her buttocks partially up when, suddenly the door was thrown open once again and Ramon was nakedly standing there watching her complete helpless impalement. The frightened girl looked pitifully up at the hi-jack leader from her impalement atop the rock-like Hans, and shuddered when she saw his long, flaccid penis begin to stir and rise, growing thicker and longer as it rose until it was just an angrily throbbing shaft jutting out at an angle from his groin.
The lewd sight sent a shiver through her body and, for the first time, Liz really felt the true hugeness of Han's cock far up inside of her vagina. She could feel all of its wonderfully corrugated ridges pressing in against her suddenly softly receptive flesh. She found herself finally beginning to move as Hans had ordered her to do, tentatively at first, but with increasing confidence sliding her moistly clasping cunt almost expertly up and down his heated rod.
At the same time Ramon moved quietly from the door to a position behind the intently working girl. He stared hotly at the smoothly, rounded cheeks of her young ass and then put his hands on her shoulders from behind and dropped to his knees.
"I want you too, baby," Ramon breathed heavily. "I want to fuck your asshole while Han's fucks your cunt.
The obscene remark and electrifying touch of the Cuban leader's fingers on her naked buttocks made the girl impatiently grind her heated vagina on Han's thick cock rammed up into her belly from below. A lewd smile crossed the guard's dull, sweating face, but it didn't matter to Liz, nothing mattered now. His heavy, rigid penis felt like a shaft of hotly pulsating steel inside her as she slowly began to respond to Ramon's caresses from behind.
The Cuban leader's hands wandered all over her young sweat-drenched body, coursing down ward over the ridges of her spine and worming into the moist crevice between her tightly clenched buttocks, until his hand finally reached her tightly puckered little anus. Only then did Liz wince in sudden fear, and then stifled a cry of alarm as he used his thumb to separate the soft moons of her ass, prying them open until she felt the coolness of the air against her anus. Oh God, what was he going to do to her? He said he was going to "fuck" her there, but that wasn't possible?was it? She tried to tense her quivering buttocks back together, but he dug his fingers so cruelly into her soft flesh that, with a loud moan, she relaxed and allowed him to do as he wished. The young American girl was totally helpless now, trapped between the two lust crazed men. Ramon's middle finger began pressing in against the tight elastic opening of her tiny puckered asshole. The pressure built up until finally it thrust abruptly in through the tiny ring of tender flesh. At once, he began to probe deeply into the warm velvety depths of her rectum while with his other hand he stroked his thickly swollen cock in preparation for the ultimate humiliation of his young victim: Liz had begun to get used to the feeling when abruptly he jerked his finger out of her asshole; it came out with a long soft farting sound, which caused the man fucking into her from below to laugh aloud. The drunken young girl gasped out piteously as she felt Ramon's blood-engorged penis pressing hotly against her tightly resisting little rectal opening. Rearing forward to escape the discomfort of this new impalement, she only succeeded in smashing Han's massive cock harder up against her cervix inside. Dazed by the unexpected pain in her deeply impaled young pussy, she frantically jerked backwards again, and Ramon's throbbing staff finally popped through the straining elastic ring of her anus. The spongy blood engorged head disappeared slowly into the tightly resisting little opening.
"AAAAAAGGGGHHHH!" God, they were killing her! They would rip her apart! Sweating, feeling some pain himself from the extreme tightness, Ramon hammered his rigidly hard cock in inch by tortured inch until with a groan, he was buried to the hilt in the helplessly writhing young girl's asshole.
Only a thin membrane between her anus and cunt separated the two heavily throbbing cocks, and her whole belly seemed filled with heatedly pulsating male flesh. Now she felt them begin to move inside her belly, slowly at first and then, like some ancient, two-piston engine starting to pick up speed, the two thickly expanded cocks began slamming into her with explosive force. Within seconds they had established a natural rhythm, buffeting her naked body limply between them, and soon the helpless girl's moans of pain faded to a low whimper of passionate pleading, First her hips moved backwards to meet Ramon's plunging penis, causing his blood-engorged balls to smack lewdly against her smooth upturned asscheeks?then she thrust forward and her voracious pussy eagerly swallowed the whole of Han's thickly pulsating penis.
"Ooooh, ooooh, ooohhh," she chanted in a masochistic ecstasy as they fucked more and more wildly into her wantonly writhing body. She felt like a helpless slave being ravaged in the most obscene way possible by two cruel rapists, and she revelled in the dual rape. Uncontrollable spasms of delight began to build deep in her belly with each stroke of the rhythmically pistoning shafts. Her body was gone, her mind was gone... she was nothing now but a red-hot mass of sensation and desire. Baring her teeth in animal-like rapture, she shrieked out her impending orgasm.
"Aaaaggghh... Aaagghh... Yeeeeesss... Yessss... Oh, don't stop!... I'm CUUUMMMINNGG!!"
With a long, satisfied moan the trembling exhausted girl collapsed into unconsciousness down against the Cuban guard's massive chest. She did not feel anything further as the two hotly aroused men buffeted her limp body between them until finally they too exploded up inside her draining the last of their hot white sperm deep into her wide-stretched rectum and cunt, which only that morning had still been virginal and pure...
The next morning, she awoke safe in her own bed in the cabana with a raging headache from all the wine. She could not remember who had brought her there the night before. But, the most surprising thing of all was that Fran was lying in the bed beside her.