"Don't worry, I will." Mark whipped off his belt and Karen cringed back in fear until he grabbed her wrists and used the belt to tie them together. "Let's get this bitch in an easier spot to fuck!"

Mark jerked Karen along using the belt as a leash. When he'd walked her to her husband's old desk, he circled around to the other side and then yanked on the belt as hard as he could. Karen tried to resist being flung against the desk, but Wayne kicked her feet out from under her and she went flying forward.

She moaned in pain as her elbows and tits and hips banged against the hard wood. Wayne snickered and Mark smiled as he tied the other end of his belt to the casement of the window, pulling Karen's arms painfully while Wayne held her hips to keep her in place.

"We need to tie her legs or she'll slide over the desk," Wayne said with something like disinterest. His cock was still in his pants but he was humping Karen's ass steadily. "I want her legs spread out good!"

"Don't worry," Mark answered. "If I know Karen's late, lamented hubby…" he pulled open the top desk drawer, "… ah yes. Ties. Will it make you feel better to be staked out with your husband's ties, Karen?"

"You bastard!" Karen hissed, tears in her eyes as Wayne tied first one ankle and then the other to the front legs of the desk. He pulled her pants off to spread her legs but left her shoes on. "You aren't half the man my husband was!"

"I think you're wrong, there, bitch!" Mark unzipped his pants while Wayne chuckled. "I think you're very wrong there."

Karen screamed for the first time when she saw Mark pull his cock from his pants. Her mind refused to accept what her eyes were seeing. She'd seen porno movies when she was younger, with the big studs who acted in them. Her own husband had been no slouch and she'd thought his seven inches was just about right.

What Mark pulled out didn't even look like it belonged on a human being. It was over a foot long and it was as thick as the fat end of a baseball bat. Its head was bigger than a baseball and colored bright red, and angrily throbbing blue veins coursed up and down its length.



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