"Mmfmmfrnfffff!" she moaned.

There were no more struggles, no more screams, not even an attempt to bite. Cindy tasted the warm, bleachy flavor of Jack's precum and swallowed hard, coating her throat with the vile jizz. She moved her tongue around and around the sensitive underside of his rodding prick, wriggling the tip of her tongue against the point just under his double-lobed cockhead. Jack was going crazy, his body pitching forward as he kept chugging his prick into her mouth.

"Ughhfhfhhffff!" she squealed.

Cindy was going wild with sensation. The two cocks, one fucking her cunt, the other fucking her mouth, worked her up into a frothy frenzy. She could hear the slick, clicking sounds of Max's cock as it pistoned through her cunt. Max's hands gripped her asscheeks hard, holding them, spreading them apart. And now he was using a finger to jam into her asshole. Yes, she could feel that digit spearing into her shitter, sending hot, dry shocks of pleasure and pain into her cunt. And all the time, Jack was filling her mouth with his filthy cock, pillowing his balls up against her chin, filling her nostrils with his wiry cockhairs once more.

"Man, she's sucking me off," Jack groaned, his face slackening as Cindy's tongue began to work frantically, fluttering over his prick.

"Yeah, man, she's somethin' else… a real whore! We're gonna have lots of fun with her here."

"Ohhhhhh!"

Yes, he was right. She was no better than the whores that walked Hollywood Boulevard at night. She was turning onto this vile attack, loving this rape. And how she loved it! Oh, God, how she loved having her cunt speared this way, her mouth spread open by that cock. Cindy wanted to feel Max's cum burn into her pussy. She wanted to feel Jack's jizz filling her mouth, choking her as it slid down to her belly.