Yes, and then some

Cain stepped away from Simone, admiring the way his thick load sluiced from her once-virgin asshole and down the inside of her thigh. Hoss was still giving her face a good seeing to, his heavy balls grinding against her chin as he buried his cock deep into her throat again and again.

Cain chuckled as he pulled up his trousers. "Well fuck me boys, she sure is something. Keep her company while I go and speak with with a few of my contacts... don't touch that pretty flower mind, and don't make too much of a mess of her. We'll be rich before the night is through!"

As Cain stalked away, Hoss acted quickly, eager to sample the young woman's ass for himself. He tugged Simone roughly by the hair, pulling her off his cock once more and as she coughed and spluttered, gasping for air he guided her to her feet and pushed her towards Bren. Simone staggered a few unsteady steps into Bren's waiting arms where she swayed on wobbly legs in a daze, barely aware of her surroundings.

As it turned out, Hoss had wasted no time disrobing, pulling off his trousers and shirt and tossing them aside before settling down on the floor beside the booth. Apparently Bren knew what to do as Simone was quickly passed down into Hoss' waiting arms, the young woman **** to straddle the big man before being pulled down into a sitting position on top of him. Before she knew what was happening, Simone felt the Hoss' massive cock pressing up into her broken back door and given the weakened state of her body and her resolve, she could do nothing but let it happen.

At first the sensation of being filled once more was deeply satisfying, comforting almost. But as Hoss' massive phallus pushed deeper and deeper into Simone's passage, stretching it impossibly wide she began to panic. She felt as if she would split in two as the big man slowly impaled her on his majestic cock but there was nothing she could do. Her legs trembled uselessly as she sunk lower and lower, taking in every inch until finally she was sitting on Hoss' hips. She had taken it all and somehow, despite the pain, despite the humiliation, she felt a perverse sense of pride at the achievement.

Simone was given little time to bask in her sick glory however, as although Hoss allowed her a few moments to adjust to him, remaining still for the time being, the rest of the men had their own ideas. Simone watched on through bleary eyes as not only Bren, but a couple of the other patrons closed in on her, their trousers dropping to their ankles one by one as they surrounded her. Suddenly it was as if she were sitting in a forest of cock, she thought absurdly, with the biggest one buried inside her no less! When Hoss guided her arm up towards one it was only natural to reach out and grasp it, the hot, hard smoothness of it immediately entrancing.

And so it was that Simone found herself bouncing up and down on the biggest cock she had ever seen while stroking and sucking on several more, alternating between them whenever one became impatient enough to push in demandingly. From somewhere she managed to find a surge of energy, the collective lust surrounding her intoxicating, irrepressible. Not to mention the intensely overwhelming sensation of Hoss inside her - depsite the painful ache in her legs she could not stop pistoning herself up and down on the big man's cock, the indescribable feeling of him slipping almost all of the way out of her, only to slam deep back inside again and again driving her wild.

One of the local drunks was the first to cum, his filthy fingers tangled in Simone's hair as he **** her face towards him. He jacked his swollen member rapidly and before the poor girl could react, erupted all over her pretty face, several thick spurts spraying into her open mouth. Simone was surprised to feel an intense thrill at this despite the humiliation and as she swallowed down some of it to clear her throat, realised the taste was not so bad, especially considering how decrepit and foul the man was. She had little time to ponder on these revelations though as more loads soon followed and Simone's night quickly became a blur.

Cain returned at some point, his news met with cheers and rounds of drinks for the whole tavern - his mission clearly successful. Simone was oblivious however, her mind broken long before and when the men were finally done with her, they laid her out on a bench to sleep it off. Her naked body was caked in dried semen, her hair knotted and matted and yet, to watch her sleep she looked as peaceful as one could ever hope to be.