They continued

Dustin's fingers were back inside of her, Kyle pinched her nipples between his fingers, Jayne cried out but Kyle wrapped both hands around her throat, cutting her off; he released her throat and as she gasped, he kissed her again, and then pulled away and pinched her nipples again. Jayne gasped and shuddered, braced between the column and the men.

"Now it's your turn to make us feel good." Kyle smiled.

"I really need to go now, my friend is waiting for me, she's going to take me home." Jayne pleaded.

Dustin spotted Jayne's phone, he went to retrieve it; suddenly Jayne snatched her clothes up from the ground and clutched them to her chest and raced for the door. She collided with Kyle and swung out, she was still so drunk, so weak; Jayne screamed, tried to kick him, struck out against him, he caught her wrists easily and pulled her against his chest, he flipped her around so her back was against him, and covered her mouth, he pressed down hard, using his fingers and thumb to squeeze her nose shut. Jayne struggled to breathe through the cracks between her face and his hand.

"Grab her legs." He said to Dustin.

Kyle let go of her mouth and looped his arms under hers and pulled them back, Jayne's clothes fell to the floor again, she wriggled and tried to free herself until Dustin grabbed her ankles and lifted her off her feet. Jayne bucked hard, Kyle nodded towards the counter, he and Dustin carried her, Dustin dropped her legs, and Kyle pushed her down over the counter. She watched, horrified, as Kyle undid his belt buckle and unbuttoned his jeans; Jayne jerked up, tried again to get away, but Dustin held her in place by the back of her neck. Kyle pulled his hard cock out of his jeans, it was thick, fully erect, and easily over 12" long, longer than any Jayne had ever had inside of her, she tried to lift her head, to push away, but both men held her firmly, Dustin tightened his grip on her neck. Jayne felt him pressing into her from behind, the tip of his cock touched her and Jayne clamped a hand over her mouth, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of her fear.

"She's so fucking tight." Kyle grunted as he pushed into Jayne.

He slowly pulled himself out, his hands tightened around her waist, he stopped with the very tip of his cock inside her, then he thrust back in, a little faster, a little rougher, then slowly he dragged back out again. Jayne kept her eyes squeezed shut and her hand clamped over her mouth, Kyle's dug his fingers into her skin and his hips pressed against her ass, he was completely inside her again, then out just as suddenly. He leaned over and began thrusting in and out of her steadily, Jayne cried out into her own palm with every rough, jarring thrust as he began fucking her brutally hard, his fingers bruising her waist. He grabbed her hair and twisted it around his fist, Dustin grabbed her arms and folded them behind her back, Kyle pulled roughly on her arms and hair and **** Jayne away from the sink, keeping her pressed against him. He steered her around so that her head was level with Dustin's cock, he stroked it in one hand, he was only about 7" hard, with his other hand he gripped her chin and opened her mouth, then he thrust forward.

Dustin moaned and his hands moved to her hair, Kyle gripped Jayne's waist again as Dustin began fucking her face; Kyle slapped her ass sharply, he hit her again and again, until there was a blurred red outline of his hand on her ass. Jayne cried and screamed, she felt Kyle's thumb push into her ass just as she felt him explode and cum inside her pussy; a second later, Dustin came inside her mouth, he grunted and gripped her cheeks tightly.