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From that moment on, she experienced one orgasm after another, her body seemingly unwilling to stop. She lost count of the number of times they took her two, three, or more times. It didn't matter, she felt it multiplied, and she didn't want to stop. It was a good thing her rapists weren't finished with her yet.

Jenna's body convulsed as another orgasm ripped through her, her muscles clenching around the invading cocks in a vice-like spasm. The man in her ass grunted and pulsed harder, his balls slapping against her bruised flesh, seeking his own release. The man fucking her throat withdrew just enough to leave her gasping—a hoarse, wet sound—before he thrust violently into her, his head hitting the back of her palate with a sickening thud.

"Fuck, she's tight even when she's fucked," one of them groaned, his voice raspy with exertion.

Jenna's vision blurred as another orgasm ripped through her, her body clenching violently around the cocks buried inside her. The man in her ass grunted, his grip on her hips bruising as he pushed deeper, each thrust forcing a wet, muffled gasp from her throat around the cock filling her. The second man laughed, his voice raspy with exertion. Adjusting his angle, one of these men tugged at her clit with deliberate cruelty.

"Funny, when you do that, she gets even tighter like a virgin," he groaned, slamming into her with a **** that made her arch her back.

His fingers pulled even more cruelly on her clitoris; she felt like he was going to tear it out. A hoarse cry vibrated around the cock as it pounded into her throat, nearly suffocating her. She felt her muscles contract in a new wave of orgasm, her stomach shaking with uncontrollable spasms as her attackers mercilessly held her in place.

The man in her ass accelerated, his balls slapping against her reddened buttocks, each thrust more violent than the last. When one weakened or came, another resumed the ****. The inactive ones tortured her breasts, her clitoris. Jenna was losing her footing; so much stimulation would have driven anyone crazy, but she always demanded more.

Jenna's body arched violently as another orgasm tore through her. Her back lifted off the ground before being roughly pushed back by the man as he thrust into her anus, his fingers digging bruises into her hips. The one at her throat withdrew just long enough for her to gasp; a wet, raspy sound; before forcing himself back, her gag reflex long since broken, saliva dripping down her chin. The third man, still caressing her clitoris with his merciless fingers, twisted the swollen nub between her knuckles, sending another jolt of burning pleasure-pain up her spine.

She was treated like this for hours, losing all sense of her body, which no longer belonged to her; only the pain, the pleasure, the orgasms she experienced mattered, before she finally passed out, having exceeded the limits of her body.