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Dominated By Three Marines
(Virginia Bliss)

"You're drooling." He remarked, using one hand to stroke himself and the other to run his fingers through my hair. "You like cock that much? Fuckin' cumdumpster. You're nothing but a toy to us - you know that, right?" As he said it, I nodded, agreeing without even having to think about it.



"God, you're such a whore - you love this, don't you?" Tom laughed, pumping himself right in front of my face, clearly amused by the way my tongue was hanging out, desperately reaching for his cock. He was completely right - I did love this, and I was ashamed of that fact. I stared up at him, eyes glazed over, mouth open for his use.



It was then that Jeff began to scissor his fingers inside of me - I let out an embarrassing cry, a carnal cry. I needed him to stretch me out more, to fill me more - I would've asked him to do so, but my brain no longer had the strength to form sentences that'd be deemed as coherent. Thankfully, I didn't have to tell him what to do.



He removed his fingers without warning, and pressed the tip of his cock against my puckered, hungry hole. I swayed my hips as much as I good, body still being ravaged by Greg's perfect cock. I relaxed myself, relaxed that tight ring of muscle as I felt Jeff begin to urge himself into me. I was tight, and his cock was moving far too slowly.



"Faster," I begged. "Please, fuck me faster-"