"Suck it, baby," he grunted. "Suck it good. Lick it!"

She wanted to be sick, but she obeyed him, running her tongue over the entire length of his phallus.

"Look at her work," one of the other men stammered. "God, she's eating the whole thing!"

Her shoulders were pinned to the floor by the older, ugly man's knees, leaving the rest of her body at the other two's disposal. She felt one pair of hands run tickling up her thighs until they found the tiny pink bud of her clitoris. The other pair of hands were holding her ankles firmly well spread, like she were tied and quartered. Fingers manipulated her clitoris, rubbing it insistently until she began to feel an involuntary tightness grow in her loins.

No… no… she thought, I can't let this happen. I can't let these awful men arouse me. How can Conrad just sit there and let them do this to me.

"God, what a pussy," the man choked as he ran one finger up and down the tight, elastic slit of her vaginal passage. She could feel her juices begin to flow and when he inserted one long hard finger into her passage, she could feel the walls of her womb close involuntarily around it.

"Whew… she's tight, so damn tight!" he murmured.

He moved his finger in a vibrating fashion inside her until she thought she would scream, but her mouth was filled with the other man's huge, pulsing cock. He was rocking back and forth on his ankles, forcing his erect, thick rod deeper and deeper into her throat until she thought that he would make her swallow it.