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"Ohhhh, stop, stop it, please! Uhhhhh, ohhhhh, God, God, God!"

Instead of being turned off by the spectacle. Mary was surprised to find herself watching with excitement. She'd heard of such things happening before. But this was the first time in her life that she'd actually witnessed a man pressing his mouth to a woman's cunt. At least poor Teresa wasn't in pain. On the contrary, she seemed half out of her mind with passion. Her eyes fluttered and rolled and her tits quivered as she tensed her muscles against the probing tongue of the big man who continued to burrow in her dainty, dripping slit.

"Baby, you taste like wine. And I bet little blonde friend of yours does, too."

This made Mary thrill in an odd way. She was repulsed by the monster who was holding them captive. But the idea of his doing naughty things to her cunt with his mouth caused her juices to flow. She rubbed her tongue around in her mouth, remembering the size and shape of his huge prick. Again, she felt dizzy at the shock of being in such unfamiliar surroundings, of facing such uncertainty.

Now Royce had his hands on the insides of Teresa's thighs. As he continued to lick the entire length of her open cunt, he pried her yet wider. Mary could see his spit shining on her friend's skin. And then she glimpsed Royce's cock, swinging heavily under his belly. He pushed himself up over Teresa without warning, his open mouth sucking in her tit.

The black-haired beauty looked up at him with abject fear. She started to scream, but he covered her open mouth with his. He was holding his cock between thumb and finger, letting the dark-blue tip slide up and down in the greasy mess of Teresa's open cunt.

Despite her obvious fear, Teresa panted loudly. She first pushed at Royce's shoulders, then let her long-fingered hands slide across them. It seemed to Mary that something strange was happening to her friend. It was as if Royce were working some spell on her. The way his cock slipped so easily into the steamy slickness of her cunt amazed Mary even more.

"No!" Teresa groaned. "Don't do that anymore!"

"Why?" Royce chuckled. "You know you like it."

"Ohhhh, God, I don't like it at all!"

"Then why you squirming your ass like that?" He licked her face and pressed his cock-tip a little harder against her clit. Mary could see that sensitive nub sticking up from the glossy tissues surrounding it. It was like a rather large pearl, and every time the hot head of Royce's cock slipped across it, Teresa made a funny sound in her throat and seemed to shudder.

"I stick this thing inside you," Royce said.

"No! You'd kill me for sure!"

By now Mary had crept part way into the room. Her wrists stung from being tied and she was weak from shock. But there was something that drew her closer. She could smell her friend's musky excitement and she could see the muscles rippling along Royce's broad back. He looked big and strong enough to rip out a wall. Knowing that, she realized that he wasn't being nearly so rough as he could be. He was holding his heavy body up from Teresa's willowy form. He was teasing her! Teasing her with the hot head of his cock! And as he pressed and caressed her with it, poor Teresa squirmed her hips as if she couldn't quite find the willpower to be still.

"Now you like to feel nice hard cock?"

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Just an inch. You not a virgin, anyhow. You take an inch of head."

"Help me somebody!" Teresa bucked violently for a moment. But then Royce sucked her other breast into his mouth and was rubbing her clit again, his tip throbbing and swelling larger as he stroked her excited pussy. Teresa let out a breath and sagged, her hands falling away from the big man's chest. To Mary it seemed as if she'd suddenly become exhausted from her futile struggles. Mary's eyes opened wider as she watched Royce slide his cock downward through the shiny pink folds, down towards the reddened hollow that was the beginning of Teresa's hole. He eased his smoothly rounded tip against her cunt, and Mary saw his ass-muscles dimple as he began to push forward.

Teresa's wild thrashing was renewed and she babbled words of excitement and of fear. Mary pulled at the thongs around her wrists. Her cunt had begun to feel strangely warm. She felt wet down there, almost as wet as Teresa looked. She wondered what she should do about her best friend's predicament. She could throw herself at Royce, or try screaming, but in the end there was no doubt that he could easily overpower the two of them. And if she made him mad, there was the chance that he might do something really awful.

"Oh, my God!" Teresa whimpered. Mary looked again to see half of Royce's cock-tip disappear. It was surrounded by the squishy soft muscles that guarded Teresa's hole. She was squeezing down against the penetration, but Royce had no trouble in thrusting another half-inch into her.