She tries her best to keep her maidenhead

Although the rough grabbing and groping was driving Simone wild, she somehow managed to find a spark of resistance from somewhere deep within.

"Please... no. I mustn't." she pleaded breathlessly.

The men paused momentarily, the young woman trembling between them as they grinned at each other.

"As you wish, my lady." said Cain as he gently stroked Simone's thigh. "You shall remain a virgin and we shall be rich, lads!" He then shifted slightly, gripping Simone by the waist and lifting her into his lap before pushing her down into a lying position toward Hoss. The big man helped and soon Simone was lying face down across both men, her short skirt riding up to reveal her cute little ass and the wet patch that was spreading through her knickers. When she felt fingers hook into the waistband of the garment and begin to slide them down her legs she gasped.

Flustered, Simone uttered a weak protest, "Wait.. what... you promised." she mumbled as she wriggled in the men's grip. Cain chuckled as he slid her underwear past her bare, painted toes and off, giving them a sniff before tossing them to Brenn.

"Don't worry my lady, there are plenty of ways for us to have some fun without spoiling your little flower." Cain said, his tone suddenly shifting into something far more menacing and mocking.

The thick digits suddenly splitting her cheeks and exploring her asshole left Simone with little doubt as to Cain's intention and she let out a squeal as she struggled to break free. Hoss helped to keep her held tight, and when, after a glob of spit was unceremoniously spat onto her bud, then smeared around by an exploratory digit she tensed and fell silent. It was as if the finger sliding inside her tight passage had stolen her breath, such was she shock of it. Simone lay rigid and still, eyes wide as Cain began to loosen her up, his motions rapidly becoming faster, rougher.

Soon Simone's asshole was making squelching noises as Cain contined to add more spit and finger the tight orifice ruthlessly. Frozen in fear and shock, the poor girl was unable to do anything but lie there and take it, increasingly aware of the bulge growing in Hoss' trousers right beneath her face. She tried to pull away but the big brute's grip on her was too strong, the pungent masculine scent of his cock and balls rising up to fill her senses. As if sensing her growing awareness of it, Hoss tugged down at his waistband allowing his thick, meaty member to spring free and smack Simone across the face. Before she had time to react the big man was grinding it against her, pressing her down on the back of her head as he rolled his hips, mashing his fat member into her soft features. It wasn't hard to tell what he wanted, his big hands guiding her mouth towards his tip as he tugged on her hair, hoping she would open up and let him slide into her wet, warm depths.

While Simone was distracted by her facial ****, Cain had repositioned himself, sliding out from under her and pushing her up onto her knees while he himself stood on one leg, the other kneeling on the bench as he moved in behind the stricken girl. Simone only realised when she felt something far thicker than a finger prodding against her now slick wet bud, Cain's cock pushing against it needily, seeking out purchase enough with which to start burying deep inside her. Instinctively she opened her mouth to scream, instantly realising her mistake as Hoss' thick cock slid past her lips and filled her mouth. Her muffled protests died out quickly as the massive cock pressed against the back of her throat and as she struggled and moaned, Cain gripped her by the hips and plunged forward, filling her spit-lubed passage as he drove himself inside her to the hilt. He held himself there for several long moments, feeling the lithe young woman twitch and shudder around him as Hoss began to fuck her face with gusto.

Simone was overwhelemed with sensation, able only to focus on trying to breathe as the men fucked her from both ends. Her desperation to survive served as a distraction of sorts from the searing pain her stretched asshole was causing her, Cain brutally slamming his hips against her petite rear with each violent thrust. Eventually Hoss showed the poor girl some mercy, grabbing her hair and pulling her head off his rock hard, spit-coated cock which throbbed visibly before Simone's tear-filled eyes. She cried out helplessly along with each of Cain's thrusts, the commotion having caught the attention of several of the other patrons, some of whom had been drawn closer to watch the sordid scene up close.

As Cain watched his large friend **** his monster cock back between the young woman's wet lips he felt his climax approaching. The slut's tight asshole had ceased offering any resistance long ago and he knew he had broken her. While he would have rathered it were her cunt he had destroyed, the thought was still enough to push him over the edge, his fingers digging harshly into the bitch's waist as he held himself deep inside her and unleased a torrent of semen into her bowels. He let our a long, low growl as he filled her, the poor slut moaning and sobbing around Hoss' giant member all the while.

When Cain finally slid himself out of Simone's ass her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a strained gurgling sound. The slow, slippery feeling of Cain's spent cock slipping from her tickled broken nerves and filled her with a blend of unfamiliar sensations. She felt violated and befouled and yet once Cain's cock slipped free she felt indescribably empty, her puckered, aching hole kissing at the stale tavern air as if hungry for more.

Worryingly, while all of Simone's senses screamed for respite, for escape, there was a part of her now that had begun to want. To need. As her freshly deflowered asshole pulsed and throbbed she could not deny a distict yearning for more. As Hoss continued to roughly fuck her face she found herself hoping to be filled again, the constant dribble sluicing from her tight, virginal cunt demonstrating as much to the men gathered around her.