She doesn't have a choice, she has to

Rachel had a fleeting thought to object, especially when they tied her hands, but she'd let the occasional boyfriend tie her up before and she knew she'd do whatever they wanted anyway so she didn't do anything other than make a few indecisive sounds.

"I think she enjoys being tied up," Earl remarked with a laugh.

Rachel might have tried to glare at him if she could see anything other than the current mouth-fucker's slight paunch. Besides, she was shortly distracted by the introduction of Raoul's wide cock to her narrow pussy.

"Mmph!" she exclaimed, startled as she felt her already well-fucked lips parting farther than they had done before. Raoul was definitely in a whole other class compared to the others. His cock was like any two others side by side, plowing slowly but steadily into her sloppy depths no matter how much she wriggled.

"Damn, she's loving it!" Bobby exclaimed. "Look at her wiggling for more. You're going too slow," he told the guys, and they shrugged, lowering her legs faster.

Letting her legs down farther only sped things up a little. Her body was now being impaled by gravity as her tight interior grudgingly gave way to the irresistable **** and let the big blunt pecker push its way past.

Rachel stopped sucking, holding her breath as she waited for him to finally bottom out. The man in her mouth didn't seem to even notice as he thrust in and out with reckless abandon. His spasm and sudden spurts of cum didn't even register until they hit the back of her throat and she swallowed automatically.

Raoul was far wider than Rachel was used to, but thankfully he wasn't all that long, and he bottomed out quickly. The impaled girl let out a groan of relief that the men interpreted as ecstacy.

"Oh God. Please," she managed to say as the man in her mouth pulled out, letting the one unoccupied guy take his place, his hard dick replacing the other before she could say more.

"Go faster, boys, she's loving it!" Bobby encouraged, and the men lifted her up and down with grunts of effort, sweating as the yanked her legs higher, pulling her legs higher than they'd been in the splits position as they tried to lift her off the impaled cock.

Rachel's poor pussy didn't seem to want to let go of Raoul. That or it couldn't stretch enough to give him room to escape. It was like the suction had trapped him within, and they pulled her legs higher and harder to get her up.

"Use her tits to pull," Bobby urged, his cock rampantly hard once again as the men abused her aching breasts by using them as handles.

Raoul put his hands between his body and hers, his hands pushing up against her thigh, his efforts to lift her squishing her thinly stretched lips against her thighs.

Finally they raised her up, the effort making them all sweat, her pussy feeling like her cervix had been glued to the head of his cock as he withdrew. When they dropped him down again it was a strange relief; the ache at the pull reverse itself into pleasure each time, and lifting and lowering her became slightly easier with each repetition. The ache of the pull lessened, but the pleasure of the descent just seemed to increase.

When the guy in her ass lost his load she was descending once again, and exploded in an obvious orgasm that had the men laughing.