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Mary's heart pounded as she saw the entire head of his cock disappear behind Teresa's pink, muscled flesh. With that knob inside her, Teresa flailed the mattress with her heels and clawed frantically at the big man's back. Bright streaks of blood appeared as her nails cut deep.

"Uhhhh, you're killing me! You're splitting me apart!"

"It slip in too easy. God damn, you nice and tight! God damn…"

Royce kissed Teresa's pretty mouth, his spit sliding down her checks. After another gentle thrust, the willowy girl's whimpering turned to moans and for the first time Mary knew she was actually kissing him back!

This was a shocking revelation to Mary, but an exciting one, too. Royce couldn't be hurting Teresa too badly or she'd be screaming with pain. But it seemed as if his cock would go no deeper. He kept moving his hips around in a circle, caressing the insides of Teresa's cunt-hole with his swollen tip. And Teresa responded. Her ass lifted from the bed and trembled, the firm white cheeks tight with tension.

"Ohhhh, damn you," Teresa moaned when Royce let her breathe again. He licked the sides of her face and her long, white neck. Then his lips fastened on one plump nipple and he worried it until Teresa growled deep in her throat. The musky scent of sex was heavy in the room.

Mary pushed her ass against the wall. She felt shivery and weak all over. Her slit had gotten so wet that she saw the droplets of slickness hanging in the fine blonde curls that lined each of her cunt-lips. She was a little ashamed that she could grow so aroused over the seduction of her best friend. She should have been trying to help Teresa instead of watching. But then she'd been through all that. There was really nothing to do but watch. And watching continued to excite her.

"Ohhh," Teresa moaned. "It's so big! It's stretching me!"

Mary got to her knees so she could see what was happening. In the dim light, Royce's cock looked like it belonged to a horse rather than a man. And she still couldn't see his cock-head. It was inside poor Teresa, throbbing and rubbing against her.

Now Mary witnessed a new excitement in her friend. Teresa's ass began to rock from side to side. At first the movements were cautious, as it she were trying to feel just how big the head of Royce's cock really was. As if she were testing to see if it hurt when she moved. But as this squirming brought more thrilling friction to her cunt, her hips jerked more convulsively. She was clawing at the big man's back again and her breathing was ragged. Sometimes she stopped her throat altogether. Sometimes a breath was broken with a squealing whine and her hips would plunge forward and back, her ass rising and falling on the bed.

But Royce hadn't forced any more of his cock into her body. It was still just the head firmly imbedded inside the tightly clasping flesh. Mary could see the ring of muscles squeezing in a rhythm that seemed contagious. Her own cunt throbbed exactly like that, though she was still a virgin.

"Ohh, my God," Mary sighed. "Is he going to kill her with that cock of his?"

But Teresa didn't seem at all near death. She seemed closer to heaven! Her face had an agonized expression, but Mary recognized the look. She'd had it herself while rubbing her nipples in a hot bath. She'd experienced the feeling and knew it to be the kind of thing that made one almost hurt with pleasure.

"God… ohhhhh, stop! I'm going to lose my mind if you don't stop!"

Teresa pumped her ass wildly. Her movements were more like that of someone being tortured than pleased. Mary bit her lip. She could almost guess what kind of torture it might be. Something she'd never experienced. And as her heart pounded, she found herself wondering what it would be like to have Royce's huge cock jammed into her cunt!

I've got to get out of here, she thought. Poor Teresa had dug up the covers with her thin heels. Her fingers had scratched more blood from Royce's back, but he seemed not to notice the pain. His balls swung heavily as he continued to hold himself up from Teresa's slender body, continued to wedge his cock-tip against her slippery pussy-hole.

Then Teresa let out a scream. Her ass worked in a frenzy of jerks and shivers. She plunged and dipped and danced as her muscles firmly held in the hot head of the big man's cock. Mary knew Teresa was coming. Her long, husky sighs filled the room. And Royce was licking the black-haired girl's tits as he let her fly off into a paradise of itchy pleasure. Yes, it itched, Mary knew that much. It was an itch which seemed to transcend any other feeling. It was an itch that only grew more intense, more pleasurable when scratched.

"Ahhh, ohhhhhhh, God! Ohhhhh, I'm gonna die," Teresa babbled. Teresa's hands flopped across the big man's bleeding back. Then she shuddered one last time and seemed to wilt under him.