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 My eyes bulged as I felt "Vance's" cock press between my labia.  In short, spastic motions, he jabbed at my pussy until he slid into me.  Bloody, chewed on hands held my face as another cock rammed its way into my open mouth.    It wasn't the lustful, smooth thrusts of a lover that they were doing, but a mechanical grinding of my holes.  The groans of the others that surrounded me comprised the soundtrack to my violation.  Back and forth, in and out.  Vance slammed into my pussy, stretching my (nearly) virgin walls.  His dry, rock-hard cock parted the silky smooth walls inside me again and again.  The one in mouth was equally as eager.  I'd never been able to deepthroat before, but I learned really fast with this one.  He fucked my throat raw with his swollen cock.

 Rough, dry hands, swollen, blood slick hands; they roamed my pale flesh, groping my breasts, squeezing my thighs.  Some of them just grinded against my stomach.  Others seemed intent on fucking my armpits.  Cocks surrounded me, grinding on me. Lukewarm cum dribbled out of them onto my smooth skin.  Wherever it touched me, it tingled.  Hands held my wrists, my ankles, and my hair.  They just kept fucking and fucking and fucking me.  And the groaning!  Always, they sounded like they were in pain.  

 Vance grabbed my hips, and slammed me back onto his rod.  I gagged on the cock in my mouth, and nearly threw up.  He groaned and quivered.  I felt cum spill out of me, running down my hairless pussy lips and dripping onto the floor.  Another one knocked him away, and took up his position.  This one was much larger that Vance.  At the same moment that he slid his cock into me, the one in my mouth unloaded.  It wasn't warm at all, and it tasted like puss.  Thick, chunky ropes of cum filled my throat and mouth.  His thrusts **** it out and down my alabaster cheeks and chin.  He spasmed, and fell over.  I spat the stuff out, only to have another cock slid in its place...