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She struggled in vain as the men continued to violate her. Her eyes were filled with fear when the men swapped places. Mike is now straddling her chest, while Maurice moved between her legs. Mike grabbed her breasts and sandwiched his dick between them. Maurice licked her pussy. She sobbed as her breasts were being fucked, and her pussy being licked.“You were right, Maurice. These tits really make your dick feel good” Mike exclaimed as he fucked her breasts.The violation lasted an hour. Mike ejaculated on her face, and he rubbed his dick on her breasts as if to dry them. Maurice removed his dick from her pussy and ejaculated.“That was fun” Maurice exclaimed.“Unfortunately, we have some business to attend to. Don’t worry babe, we’ll have fun again later.” Mike told her while both men gave each other high fives.She saw Maurice hand Mike, a bottle. Mike pulled a cloth from his pockets and poured the contents of the bottle on the cloth.“Time to sleep, princess” Mike whispered in her. I move up and lift the back of your T-shirt as far at will reach without disturbing you, and gently kiss the hollow of your back. You stir slightly but do not wake. I lean forward, placing my arms either side of you, and places kisses up your spine through the fabric. With each kiss you whimper gently in your sleep. As my mouth moves further up your back, I move my legs down either side of yours, still being careful not to rouse you from your now very light sleep. Your head is turned to one side and I can see you are smiling.I reach the top of your shirt and kiss the back of your neck, gently brushing my cock against the backs of your legs. You let out a long breathy whimper and wriggle slightly under me. Licking the side of your neck, I am so aroused now that I feel the pre-cum seeping from the tip of my cock. I shift my weight onto one arm so I can grasp my cock, pointing the head down and massaging the clear slimy fluid around on the backs of your thighs, your smooth skin shiny.
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