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Brad continued. "But, the real fun goes to the girls. They are going to whip your tits the entire time a boy is fucking you. The quicker we come, the fewer lashes on your tits. Understand?" Kacy shook her head no. She understood, but didn't want this to happen. These kids were animals. Didn't they realize how much she was hurting? She was nothing more to them than a poor girl to torture. Steve came to her and raised her groin enough to slide a pillow under her ass. This raised her pussy opening just enough to make entry easier, although the way her legs were stretched, she doubted it could get much easier. She could feel that her pussy lips were spread obscenely. Charlie climbed on her and without any foreplay slid his dick right into her gaping pussy. The stretching rendered her helpless and he plunged his sex deep into her, filling her small pussy. When he reached the back of her cunt, there still was an inch or two hanging out.
"This will not do," he said, slowly twisting his dick inside of her, forcing more and more into her, going well beyond her limit. "Please no," she screamed as her pussy was being battered. "It hurts so much. Please, I'll do anything." "Promising us anything again," Holly said grabbing her nipple clips and twisting them roughly. "Don't you understand that you have nothing to promise us. We will do whatever we want with you and you have no say over it. I would gag you, but I want to hear you scream when I whip your tits."