"Unghhhffff!"

"That's it, baby, beg for it! Beg for it!" be growled.

How she loathed him! How she hated what he was doing to her. But still she couldn't deny what her body was doing. All the pain, all the fear had triggered something in her. She needed the warmth of another human, even if it was someone like Billy. Her cousin bit at her lips, slapping her with his open hand, then sliding his mouth down until he was chewing on her nipples. She screamed through the handkerchief gag again and again until her throat was raw and pulsing. Still she felt that cock sliding down into her, giving the teen the steamy, belly-filling tension she instinctively knew she needed.

Billy grunted again, sliding his hands up and cupping her tits. He milked them, rubbing the stiff nipples against one another like while jerking his prick into her fuck-hole. Diane felt herself melting, opening her mouth instinctively as if that would make her cunt stretch more widely for his raping prick. The rising heat down there between her splayed thighs made her move against her bonds, relishing the cutting, slicing sensation of the ropes against her wrists and ankles. There was no longer fear and pain. No. Oh God, all that remained was the delight of being fucked while roped and gagged in this hideous way.

Billy fucked down another inch, making the girl forget for a moment just where they were and what her cousin had done to her. She swiveled as best she could, pressing her belly against his.

Billy jerked his hips, stirring his prick inside her like a trowel while pinching her tits even more. Diane breathed with long, raspy breaths, feeling as if her mind were reeling out of control. Diane could hear herself sobbing through the gag, wanting more humiliation, wanting more of what her cousin was feeding her. The roar of her pulse deafened the teen as she ground against Billy harder, feeling the long bar of cock-meat reaching deeper and deeper inside her.