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Yet the male odors and the taste of the male cum gradually heated up Joann. After the fourth customer she slipped her hand down to feel her sex. To her great surprise it was hot and drenched with her love potion. 'This degrading procedure is turning me on!' she thought bewildered. As she serviced the last man she slowly caressed her heated parts. However, she could not find any release for the man she was working on came quickly in three short spurts. Gratefully she zipped him up, opened the hatch and climbed down without bothering to spit it out. Almost stumbling down the ladder she went back to the locker room where she rinsed her mouth thoroughly. Business was picking up. The room was almost deserted as she looked around. Just then the Madam was looking through the door. "Hey, you, table 22, move! Table of four!" And on it went. Under the third table Joann managed to have an unobserved climax, almost biting off the stiff rod as her fingers relieved her of the pent-up tension. After an hour Joann lost count. She encountered all sorts of pricks, small, black, tiny Asian, huge Caucasian, all sizes and colors. Some were ready to blow as soon as she touched them, others needed a lot of encouragement before they relieved their load into her willing gorge. On one table she had to service a couple looking for some extraordinary excitement. The woman was thrilled by the outlook, having already discarded her pants and displaying the largest cunt Joann had ever seen. Framed by black hair she could hardly cover it with her mouth. The female fragrances almost overwhelmed her, yet she kept licking and sucking the huge clit until she felt the pelvic muscles spasm in climatic relieve. Quickly also satisfying her companion she left the cavern. Only one table captured her prolonged attention. Six men, obviously businessmen from LA, bet a bottle of Champagne that they could hide their climax before their buddies. Feeling sweet revenge she used all the techniques learned on the job to postpone orgasm to let them squirm and suffer. Those who were boasting most had to endure the longest. Especially on man, with a big bent prick, almost noisily begged to be relieved as Joann slowly ran her tongue up and down his pulsating shaft, barely touching his sensitive tip with her moist teaser while she slowly massaged the upper part with her thumb and finger. Unable to conceal his urge he writhed on his chair, while the other were killing themselves with laughter. As she finally allowed him to spill his goods he slumped on his chair, completely drained of any power. "Hey, baby, wanna marry me?", Joann heard as she left through the hatch.
As she returned to the room business had slacked. Five girls were sitting in the locker room, naked and with dried sperm on their faces and breasts. Joann had just settled down as the Madam burst through the door and came up directly to Joann. "Hey, Joann, you certainly made an impression. Everybody was commenting on your technique. Now, your debt has come down to five grand. You wanna work it off now or come back tomorrow. I might even offer you a permanent here." " No, thanks, I just wanna get over it," Joann replied. " How many to 'til the end?" she inquired. "Well, there's a chance to work it off in one batch", the madam said in feigned reluctance. "Involves some sex", she added. "Now what do I have to do?", Joann asked, looking forward to get out of this rat hole. "We've got a special room. Under the table is room for one girl keeling down. It's shaped so that two men can have a go from front and end. How about it", she ended her coarse description. Joann resisted, "I don't know. How about protection?", she stalled. "The one from behind has a rubber, if that's what you asked. Now, there ain't much time. Take it or leave it." "And my debt is finished?", Joann asked. "Sure is, you have my word", the madam pushed. "Okay, I'll do it", Joann subsided. "Excellent", the woman crowed. She lead the reluctant girl to a separate ladder. "Up here, through the trap door and lay down on your belly. Don't worry", she added as she saw the frightened eyes. "It's over in ten minutes. They don't last long", she said ominously. Slowly Joann climbed up the ladder. As she opened the door she saw a very small room with holes on every of the four sides and something of a leather padded bench in the middle. Dim light came through the holes. As she climbed forward she realized the function of the holes. As her head bumped against the front wall the opening just showed her mouth while her breasts were accessible from the other two sides. Her belly rested on the padded bench which felt cool on her heated skin. Just then she felt somebody push up her legs. They came to rest in an alcove of the table, making her kneel in this tiny dungeon with her back pushed out and touching the back side of the box.. With a soft 'blob' the door was shut. 'I'm trapped in here. I'm TRAPPED! What are they going to do?" Just then she felt a cool breeze brush her exposed cunt lips. The back hole! 'Oh God, what will they do?' Panic was near. Just then she heard a deep southern drawl. "Dinner is ready". Joann heard three people enter the room. "Today we have a special offer. Young and sexy. Come feel these tits. And the cunt - wet and eager!" An unseen hand felt her left breast, sampled her firmness, pinched her nipple. At the same time another hand caressed her exposed cunt, sliding a finger along her slit, down from the clit to her hole. "Tight as a virgin. Have to open her up", a deep bass growled. "Perhaps she is one", the southerner laughed. "Adds to the price", he joked. Joann felt deeply humiliated as she was treated like a piece of flesh on a slave market. Yet the probing fingers had a welcoming effect on her. Anonymous sex at its extreme. Even more than in the special room in the club. "What a bitch! She's getting wet!", the bass rumbled astonished. "Okay, folks, Ah leave y'all alone. Just remember: fucking only with a rubber, and no S&M;". Joann heard the door shut, leaving her alone as a toy for the male fantasies. "Okay, Rock, ready to rumble. Which hole first?", the man standing at her head said with a surprisingly high baritone. "Just as you are. Let's take her to heaven," the bass laughed. The groping hands disappeared, to be replaced a moment later by a thick rigid penis forcing himself between her lips. Instinctively Joann closed her lips around the shaft and began to suck gently. "Wow, she sucks like a pro", the baritone exclaimed. "Hey ,what are you looking for?", he asked. "Checking one", the bass mumbled as Joann felt his finger open her labia and inspect her female opening. Slowly he inserted first one, then another finger, stimulating her cunt walls. "Hot and ready", he proclaimed. "Here I come", she heard him rumble. At the same moment she felt a warm tip brush along her slit, searching for the entrance. As soon as he had found it he started to push roughly. "MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhhh", Joann mumbled with her mouth full of cockmeat. Her slippery hole took the full length of the anonymous cock with the first shove. The her body started to rock back and forth under his persistent thrusts as much as the small coffin allowed her. His buddy in her mouth started to synchronize so she was pierced by the two eager shafts at the same time. Their grunts grew in volume as they started to near their climax. The penis seemed to expand in her mouth as he prepared for spilling his goodies: "YYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAASSsssss", a tortured moan came between clenched teeth as warm salty cum sprayed Joann's mouth while she continued to be pounded by the unrelenting cock in her back hole. "Can't keep it for yourself, eh?", the bass asked ironically. "You should try for yourself. She's got a tongue like an angel. Never had something like that." "Good idea", the bass agreed. Joann felt him withdraw from her ready cunt. A few moments later a new cock smelling of rubber and her own sex forced his way into her mouth. 'Ok, at least they're really using rubbers', Joann thought as she worked on the second of her guests. Her magic seemed to work again. After only a few seconds she heard the bass grumbled: "OOOGOOOOOddddd", and unloaded. 'Well, I really have my share of cum for today', Joann thought as she started to consume this last drink of male juice. 'Hope it ends now'. Almost. As the bass retreated the baritone said: "I think I have one for the road, waddaya think". "Be my guest, we still got some time", the bass agreed as Joann heard the man walk around the table to her back side. 'Oh no, I wanna stop', the helpless girl thought as a half-rigid cock found his way into her. "Come on, girl, have some fun with Billy boy", the bass
laughed as the unseen cock started to have his way with her body. 'Let's get over with it', Joann thought and squeezed the intruder with her trained cunt muscles to urge him on. "Wow, that bitch really knows how to work a man", the baritone moaned as he jabbed her with his member. "She'd better", the other man observed as he played with her uncovered tits. The rough treatment of her two sensitive centers had a pleasant effect on Joann. Silently she started to work herself towards an orgasm which she could not hide. "Hey, Billy, you really made her come", bass said as a soft and fleeting moan escaped the table. "Rriigght", Billy boy said behind clenched teeth as he came a second time, urged on by the cunt tightened by the climax.
Mercifully the southerner burst into the room as they discussed a second helping. "Sorry folks, time's over. Ah hope you' all enjoyed it", he said as he ushered them out. Just in time the trap door opened under Joann's knees. Groggy and stiff she climbed down the ladder and was received by the madam. "They really had their fun", she said as she observed the cum-covered face of the brunette girl. "Well, anyway, you made it. I'll give you the IOY after you have cleaned yourself. We run a honest business over her." 'Honest business!', Joann thought as she stood under a miserable shower with a small stream of lukewarm water cleaning her up. 'Never again', she thought. On her way out the madam waited for her. "Here's your confirmation. A taxi's waiting outside. By the way, if you ever wanna make some extra, just knock. You were a real success. No kidding. Come back", she added before she closed the door. 'See you when the next glacier comes around', Joann thought as she entered the car.
In the hotel she first took a decent hot shower to clean herself off. Before falling into the bed she looked on the watch. Five o'clock. Oh God, only two hours sleep.
It seemed to her that she had barely closed her eyes when the alarm rang. Hurried she got up and allowed herself a chilling shower to give her body the signal to wake up. Then she added an extra layer of make-up to cover her tiredness.
At the stall Mike was deceived: "You look gorgeous. You sure had a great evening, right?" Beth couldn't be betrayed so easily: "Ouh, you look terrible. What did you do?". Joann gave a evasive answer. Yet she managed to stay up for the day. It was pure stress and in the evening she was ready to drop dead when Mike came up with a new suggestion: "Hey, girls, I met some old friends of mine, and we agreed to have some fun in the Casino tonight. You come with us?" Beth agreed to join, but Beth declined. She simply had to have some sleep. Mike was slightly disappointed but couldn't move her.
A little poker Joann was fast asleep when the phone rang in the middle of the night. Confused she looked at the blinking numbers. 1:34. What's the matter? "Hey, sleeping beauty, had some nice dreams?", she heard the gay voice of Mike coming out of the speaker. Damn him! "What's on? You're never tired, are you?", she mumbled with a sleepy voice. "We're here down at the bar and thought we're gonna have a nice private poker game in my room. Beth's her, and Brian and Bruce and Maggie, good old friends. Come on, be a sport..." He was interrupted by Beth shouting into the phone: "Hey Joann, come down, we're having a great time, and we're in Vegas only for two more days. Come on, let's have some more fun. Come on!" "Okay, okay, you have me convinced. Give me five". "Great", Mike shouted, "in five minutes in my room. Come as you are." And he hung up. 'As I am?', Joann thought as she looked down her nude body. 'Another of these nights?'. Casually she stepped into her panties and bra, put on a tight denim dress and a sweater. 'Got to take what they get.' As she knocked on the door she heard load laughter and female giggling. 'That's gonna be another long night,' she thought. Mike opened, fully clothed (Joann had half expected to be stark naked already), grinning like a maniac and crying " The Goddess is coming". As Joann entered everybody was looking at her expectantly. Mike did the honors. Bruce was a slim, athletic looking guy, brown eyes and a pleasant voice, while Brian was slender, even meager with a lot of freckles and a thick mob of red hair. Maggie was a nice redhead with short cropped hair and the charisma of a country girl. All three seemed to be good company. "We thought of having a game of poker, a bit modified", Beth told her with a twinkle in her eyes. "You know poker?" Joann had played poker with her grand dad as a kid, for sweets. But she had heard enough of a special more sex-oriented version of the game to be prepared for the obvious. "Sure, but what's the specialty?" she asked innocent. "Well you know, every time we loose there's a piece of clothing to be lost. And of course, in the end the loser has to do something the group has decided before." Beth obviously had the task to break her in. Joann eyed the newcomers. Maggie had blushed, she really seemed to be a novice. "Maggie is a bit shy. She's never played that game before, but she wants to learn it. Right, Maggie?" Bruce said benevolently. "Yes" Maggie answered with a timid voice. "Well, seems I'm trapped. So let's go on" Joann decided. The men cheered and set the table. The six players sat in pairs while Mike took the role of Master of Ceremonies. "Okay, each garment counts, socks, garters, everything counts as one piece. Other than that, usual rules apply" Mike declared.
Joann was lucky not to lose any of her garments for the first five games. Bruce and Maggie lost heavily, and were reduced to their underwear. Maggie revealed some small tits covered under a modest bra. The men were giving her some lecherous looks but didn't comment. Then Beth lost two times in a row. But instead of going for the more acceptable parts she quickly discarded her tight shirt and panties, proudly and without any inhibition displaying her trimmed brown hair and shapely legs. Everybody except Mike gasped. Especially Maggie couldn't believe her eyes. As Beth sat down the eyes of the men were fastened on her crotch as if they expect a magic jack-in-the-box appear before their eyes. "Anything wrong with my tummy" Beth asked innocently as she looked around. Mike grinned broadly as the other quickly looked away. Joann almost choked of suppressed laughter. In the next round Joann tried to bluff Mike with a pair of fives and lost. Grinning she reached down an threw her panties on the table. "That's enough for now?" she asked. "More than enough" Bruce breathed as Brian held his breath. The two were sufficiently distracted for the next few games to loose their shirts. They showed some well built bodies obviously shaped by vigorous workouts. Joann started to look forward to the evening. 'Probably better than the table fucks' she thought. As the next round went to her she unsnapped her bra under the bulky sweater and removed it. "Guess we'll have to wait some time" Mike remarked brightly. Then he got a streak of bad luck and got down to just his pants. Meanwhile Joann was doing a nice Sharon Stone crossing of her legs until Brian told her that either she'd loose her shirt or he'd loose it completely. To give him a small consolation she let her skirt ride up her legs as she removed her socks and allowed him a first glance on her furry bush and her pink, damp pussy lips as she slightly opened her legs. Then she quickly and mischievously rearranged her skirt and hid the exceptional view. Bruce and Brian almost jumped out of their remaining clothes while Maggie was obviously loosing her inhibitions. When she lost in the next round she got rid of her panties and displayed self-conscious her reddish fur before she sat down only covered by her small bra. The best parts of the male members of the circle were by now fully erect and peeking out of their shorts. Beth couldn't resist. She moistened the tip of her forefinger and gently touched the red triangle below the tip of Mike's cock. He jumped up as if he were sitting in a hot seat and gasped "ARE YOU CRAZY?" Everybody laughed out load at his desperation. "Well, I don't care about the rules, I can't stand it anymore. Let's start the real game" Brian proposed. "Next winner will be eaten out by the first one of the opposite sex who passed up. OK?" The idea was generally accepted. Next game was very concentrated. Joann got a pair of nines and was lucky to draw two more. In the end she had the best cards around. Bruce, who had to give up first with a miserable pair of threes got up and said expectantly "Well?" As an answer Joann pushed back her chair, hiked up her shirt and spread her slender wings for everybody's pleasure. Bruce immediately got down to her knees and started to work on her dripping slit with a vengeance. His tongue danced around her protruding clit, sometimes licking, sometime entering her open femininity. Joann was already highly excited by the erotic atmosphere and came quickly. As she again opened her eyes she saw 5 pairs of eyes on her body. Already some action was going on: Brian had grabbed Beth' hand and enticed her to slowly massage his stiff cock while Mike was working on his own. He proposed "Shell we go on or just pair off on the bed?" All quickly agreed to stop fooling around and start the real stuff. Mike took out 3 pair of matching card of red and black to let everybody draw. It turned out to be a shared benefit: the experienced Mike turned to the slightly ashamed Maggie, Joann and Bruce were pairing off while Brian started to work on Beth' erect nipples. Mike started push Maggie gently onto the bed. There he gently opened her slender legs and licked the inside of her right leg, slowly working his way up to her red pussy. As he reached it he delicately parted her blood filled moist inner lips and began to tickle her inner tube with the tip of his tongue before gently sucking on her small clit. By now Maggie was groaning loudly and thrusting her hips into his face. Next to Maggie Joann was writhing on the bed. Bruce expertly worked on her slit, alternatively sucking and fucking her dripping hole with his tongue. Both women were groaning audibly and begging for more. Bruce then slowly moved up Joann' body to her sensual breasts and began to delicately suck on them while her slowly inserted his pulsating cock into her waiting vagina. These double stimulation aroused Joann almost to the point of no return yet she held it back to enjoy the feeling. As he was finally fully immersed in her body she let go and almost squeezed him out with her contractions as she climaxed violently. Exhausted she lay still as she felt Brian's stiff prick slowly and gently moving in her sensitive channel. Next to her Maggie was slowly working up to her orgasm. Mike had removed her bra and rested her legs on his shoulders, enhancing his penetration and giving any observer an unrestricted view of his prick plowing deeply into his partner's groove.
Beth and Brian had chosen another position. Beth was lying sideways on the table, her legs opened to allow Brian unrestricted control of her cunt as he rhythmically caressed her clit. Brian for his part was well serviced. He was standing next to the table, rocking his hips back and forth as he used Beth' mouth as a surrogate cunt. Both were not uttering a sound as they were enjoying each others stimulation. As the other four were coming back from their post-climatic glow they savored the erotic tableau. Finally Joann got up and said "Let me help." She went to the table, sat down between Brian's legs and started to caress his balls with her tongue. As she touched the sensitive spot between his balls and rear hole Brian couldn't hold back any longer. "Dammmiiiiittttt" he roared and planted his seed with short jabs into the willing mouth of Beth. Everybody could see her swallow repeatedly. When he reclined his gleaming prick out of Beth' mouth she licked her lips and said "And what about me?" Obediently Brian got down to his knees, turned her for easy access, lifted her knees up to his shoulders and brought her to a rapid climax.
Then Joann skipped out. "I'm dead, I have to go to survive tomorrow. Sorry, guys, but there will be another day." With these words she slipped out of the bed and dressed. Brian and Bruce muttered some protests, but Joann gave everybody a kiss and said lightly "There'll be another day." Back in her home she fell unto a deep dreamless sleep which the alarm had trouble to disturb.
Next morning saw her with even deeper rings around her eyes than the previous day. Joann had to spend more than half an hour to perfect her makeup.
At the booth she was somewhat relieved to see that everybody was worn out and tired. Interestingly several of the customers also couldn't suppress yawns and occasional lack of concentration. 'Las Vegas surely has a strange effect of everybody' she thought .
As the evening came Mike gathered all members to a short farewell meeting. He thanked all for their efforts and wished them a good evening in the casinos.
Joann just declined any offer for a joined evening- She felt as if she hadn't slept in ages and just dreamt of a bed. Mike was very understanding. "Tell you what. Tomorrow we'll get a four-by-four and go out to the desert for a nice easy day in the sun. But not before ten. So get a good night of rest. OK?"
The rape
Next morning saw Beth fresh and awake looking forward to an enjoyable day. 'Two days in Vegas!' she thought exited. At the breakfast buffet she met her two companions. "You look great" a bright-eyed Beth told her. "I am, how about you?" Joann retorted. "Mike an I had a workout this night. Just great, helped for good dreams and takes out the wrinkles" giggled Joann. "Mike wants to take us to a nice place near Lake Powell today" Beth whispered in her ears as they sat down at the table. "I told me yesterday. Isn't it great? I've never been in Nevada. It's beautiful!" Just them Mike came back with a full tray. "Hey, sleeping beauty, how are you today? Your color's back" Mike teased her as he sat down. "Ready for action, Sir" the answer came back immediately. "Excellent! I've ordered a Jeep for today to go out to Lake Powell and see for some sunbathing" "And more" Beth interrupted him grinning. "Hush, you nympho, you spoil my image" cautioned Mike. "People are already talking to much. No need to feed them too much". Chastened they switched to safer topics.
The drive was splendid. Beth had been here before so Joann got the front seat. Mike got many a envious look from other men for having two gorgeous women in his car. They certainly made his day. The went down to the Valley of Fire where they admired the extraordinary stone formations and tried the waters of Lake Powell. "Grrrr, too cold for my hot cunt" Joann exclaimed as she dipped her toe into the water. "Let's get off and have some fun" she order him. The whole way they had fondled and caressed each other's sensitive parts, only inhibited by some action by the looks of the other people. Nevertheless Mike had succeeded to sneak his finger under the tight mini Joann was sporting, pulled away her sketchy bikini bottom and caressed her wet lips. The teasing and groping had left them hot and horny. Mike started the Jeep and set off into the wilderness. They found some tracks in the hills and followed it up until they found a secluded place among some bushes. Mike turned to his companions. "Like the place?" he grinned. "This place is any place" Joann replied as she dove for his already stiff cock. He reached around, searching and finding her dripping cunt and stroked it slowly. Beth for her part did not loose any time but started to caress Mike's muscular chest, slowly moving her hands down his body. "Stop it!", he commanded her as he approached the point of no return under Joann's experienced administrations. Getting out of the car he asked: "Who's first?" Beth voluntarily gave Joann the first run. Mike made her sit on the warm hood while he peeled off her mini and tight bikini bottom. He lifted her legs up to her shoulders, dropped his shorts and quickly inserted his throbbing shaft as Beth pressed her lewd body against Mike's back, tickling his cock and ball. "Oh my goooooddddd", Joann screamed as he rubbed his steel hard tool along the walls of her lubricated female tube. "Finalllyyyyyy" she groaned as the rhythmic pump action began.
"Looky looky, what do we have got here?" a strange voice broke through their bliss. "Some public nudity. That call for correction, don't it, Tom?" All jumped as if they were attacked by a bunch of wasps. As Joann saw the two men she screamed. White, brutish looking rednecks with pump guns pointed at them. Mike barked "What are you doing here? Take that gun away, now" as he pulled up his pants. The men were unperturbed. "Question is rather what you are doing on my property. Ah think it's called trespassing. There are laws for burglary in this country, and as long as I am on my property the gun stays were it is", the taller and burly of the two men said slowly. Obviously he was the boss of the two. "Now, turn over, hands on the hood, spread your legs" he ordered. "How dare you.." Mike took two menacing steps toward the speaker. Quickly the smaller man turned his gun. With a short jab of his barrel which showed his experience in these matters he hit in his groin. With a grunt he doubled over. Void of any emotion on his face the man then struck him with a calculated hit on the back of his head. Mike dropped like a log. "Out for a couple of hours" he stated with an unemotional voice which scared the screaming Joann even further. "Shut up bitch", the other shouted down her screams. As she didn't listen he gave her a brutal shove which spun her around. "Your mate isn't dead. Bill knows his way. Now put yer hands on the car and spread your nice legs. Gotta search you for concealed weapons." He chuckled. Joann leaned against the hood of the jeep, still stunned from the blow as she was pushed over the hood. A boot kicked her legs farther apart: As she tried to get up a hard hand held her down. "Do as I say, girl" he growled. Somewhere in front of her she heard a scream. As she looked up she saw Beth going down with the other man tackling her. She must have tried to flee, but in her summer sandals she was no match against the experienced male. As she watched he easily picked her up and dragged her over to the car. Her face was contorted by anger and fear. "You bastard, leave me alone" she cried. Helplessly Joann closed her eyes and bit her lips. The way she was bent over the car her dripping and wet cunt was exposed to her oppressor's view. "What a cunt, Nick. And look at them legs. She'll fetch a price" she heard Tom say. Suddenly Joann felt the expected fingers slowly move up her thigh. Trembling she felt them reach her sex, peeling away her moist lips and inserting a finger, then two into her vagina. "Smooth as velvet" the man called Nick commented. Beth squealed "No, pleaasseeee". Joann looked up. Beth' face was just a yard away on the other side of the hood. The other man had hitched up her dress and was unbuckling his belt. "Donnnntttt...aaaaaannnnngggh" With one shove the man had impaled Beth with his cock. He withdrew slightly and push again. And again. Just then Joann felt her man's hard cock enter her body. The former lubrication made it easy for him to rapidly embed his rod in her fuck channel. Joann didn't pay much attention. Her eyes were riveted by the brutal rape before her eyes. The man by now had expanded Beth fuck tube and was slowly getting on with his fucking. "Dry as a old fart" he pressed out of his clenched teeth. Obviously Beth wasn't very stimulated by his approach, as she screamed every time the hard fuck tool of her tormentor entered her tight hole. Slowly, as she got used to the treatment, Beth' screams tuned down to miserable grunts. In a strange way Joann was immensely turned on by the rape displayed in real before her. This was not a video as the pistoning member in her own cunt showed. This was not some actors screaming their lungs away in some porn movie while maybe enjoying their fucking. This was an unconsenting woman subjected to a brutal rape. She saw the body of the man move back and forth as he tore into the body of her friend, whose face was covered by sweat and her hair. Her body shook in rhythm with his thrusts, and her back cheeks were being pushed up every time he entered her with a slapping noise. And yet... As she listened to the groans of her friend, a familiar noise entered her voice, as if she started to enjoy the brutal violation of her sex. With a shudder Joann realized that she was reaching her climax. The sight of the fucking before her, the hard cock filling out her already exited cunt shoved her over the edge. "Yessss, fuck me, fuck me, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck ,fuckfuckfuck, harder, come on you bastard FUCK ....FUCKKKKKKKKKKK owwwwwwwyyyeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh.." Screaming at the top of her lungs Joann reached her climax and just lay down exhausted. She hardly felt that her spasming vagina had enticed her rapist to spill his load into her womb. "Wow, what a fuck" he acceded. Groggily Joann looked up. Beth was still being fucked steadily. By now she was moaning in ecstasy, obviously enjoying the harsh and unchanging fucking of her cunt. "They're both hot bitches" Joann heard one say. "Sure are. Know what? This'n's here is out. That bitch can clean up my dickie. Sure she likes it." With these words they unceremoniously held Beth up by her waist and let her simply fall down on the earth. Joann heard her feebly mutter "no,no" and she saw that they had lifted her mini and blouse. As she weakly got up she saw the man called Tom feed her his limb prick as the other restarted taking possession of her cunt. "Suck, you bitch, I know you like it" Tom growled. As Joann watched transfixed her friend inhaled the long limb prick and started to work on it. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked it up until his balls slapped against her chin. With her body moving constantly by the fucking, her mouth served as a surrogate cunt for the other. Slowly her administrations showed some results as the drained cock regained his vigor and began to swell again. "This bitch a regular cock cleaner" Tom groaned as her took Beth' head in his hands and began to rock. Joann only could watch as her friend was so brutally raped by two men. Yet - she was sucking and fucking along, without too much of misery in her demeanor. Maybe she really was enjoying it. But - Tom. Joann turned back. There he was, lying unconscious on the dust earth. Joann ran over and looked him over. Nothing except a limp on the side of his head. His pulse was steady. So apparently no harm was done.
On the other side the male grunting and the slapping of human flesh became heavier until a male voice declared his climax. Probably the one filling out Beth' rear hole.