And it was growing quickly, menacingly erect.

"No!" Karen screamed. "You're not putting that in me! You're not touching me with that! No, no, no, no!"

"Oh shut up, Karen," Mark sighed. It was as though he'd expected her reaction and found it tiresome to have to play it through. "I'll let you warm up with Wayne first. For now just suck my cock."

"How long's it been since that sick old fuck of a husband managed to get it up?" Wayne pulled the tiny band of her panties away from her cunt and stared at her pussy. "I bet you're really dying for a hard fuck."

"Or two," Mark added, his monster cock pointing toward her face.

"Or ten," Wayne finished, unzipping his pants and pulling out a cock that topped ten inches itself.

Karen grunted at the unexpected intrusion of Wayne's cock as he plowed it into her dry, tight cunt. No foreplay, no thought to getting her ready, she realized now that they were going to be brutal and unmerciful in the way they used her body.

Wayne's cock felt like sandpaper as it rasped over her dry cunt-walls, and he plunged into her fully on his very first thrust. Karen's hips banged painfully against the desk and she just hoped that he'd cum quickly and finish with her.

Mark stepped closer to her and held his cock up above her face. His balls were huge too, bigger than eggs, and as he stepped closer, Karen was overcome with the base smell of his crotch. Mark could see the fear and disgust on her face and he smiled. He slapped his huge cock across her cheek.

"Suck!" When she shook her head, he raised his cock up and hit her with it again.

Karen still shook her head, her cheek smarting from the sharp blows he was giving her with his cock. She grunted with each plunge of Wayne's cock into her unwilling cunt, the air driven from her lungs by the brutal force of his thrusting. Her cunt already felt like raw hamburger from the reaming Wayne was giving her. She almost wished that her cunt would start to juice up, if only to save her from serious injury.