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Please don’t rape me. I’m begging you.” Gomez grinned. “Oh, I love it when helpless little cunts beg. Don’t you, Nino?” Nino nodded at his brother as Gomez grabbed Amanda by the hips and knifed his cock hard into her cunt with oriental one brutal thrust. “AAAYYY!!” Amanda squealed as Hardcore Sex the shaft buried inside her wetness, balls-deep. And then the man began a rhythm, fucking the teenage girl with a relentless savagery. The mattress began MILF sliding across the cement floor, so great was the force of Gomez’s thrusts, as he raped the helpless girl. His muscular buttocks clenched up hard as he fucked her, his cock ramming into her with the force of a battering ram. What began purely as rape though, gradually seemed to transition into something else. After a short time, to Nino and Gomez’s shock, the willowy female captive beneath him began to make sounds of genuine pleasure. “UHHH!!!” Amanda cried out. “AHHH!!!” she moaned. Nino slapped the girl across the face, startling her, and then he put his hand over her mouth. “Shut up, slut. You’re not supposed to be enjoying this. You’re supposed to be our little rape party fuck-toy for the night.” “UH!! UH!!!” Gomez grunted, his cock spearing deep into the girl’s wet slit. The more he fucked her, the more he was aware of her juices coating every inch of his cock, providing the perfect lubricant to allow him to fuck her even deeper. Her young, perky tits shook enticingly as he raped her too, and Gomez enjoyed watching her smooth, brown-skinned nakedness writhing beneath him. Secretly, Amanda had always fantasized about being gang raped. It was a fantasy almost as forbidden as the fantasy she had always harbored about licking her little sister’s cunt to climax. 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Further up still, my eyes traveled, to a form fitting mini-skirt of dark browns, greens, and blues, that was hiding a bulge, I just knew was as hard as mine, and a softness, wet and warm, that I could sense in my being from the bottom of the stairs. To read my other stories, click on my profile. “Ahh, I didn’t really like this one anyway.” She smiles at me and mouths “Thank you. Tingles raced through me. She nodded while trying to swallow her tears. I heard cabinet doors shutting and the distinct sound of ceramic plates touching down on stone, the refrigerator door swung open. Three, four, maybe five glasses of wine later, with a bottle in my hand, I sort of, weaved my way to find my coconut tree. On some lucky days, the wind would blew open her gown for a few magical moments, revealing her upper thighs and that well-thatched pussy. I registered it, but didn’t have to react as MILF Oliver started oriental to pull at me to get unknotted. 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