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He's in charge

... damn it." John again grabbed Dustin and forced him further an further inside of me each time. "Tell Dustin how horny you are." I knew Dustin could feel my heartbeat. I knew he felt how much each command made my heart rate speed up. The closer to the edge I got the quicker my heart beat got. "I'm so horny." "Tell him you're a fucking slut. Tell him you want more of his dick inside you." "I'm a slut. I want more of you inside of me." I felt Dustin's dick twitch inside of me. "Dustin, tell her you love how tight her virgin pussy is." "I love how tight you are." His voice was muffled into my neck. "She's your bitch." "You're mine," He choked out, "Bitch." John was stroking himself faster as he made us say different things to each other. "Fuck her harder. Harder. Bitch, beg him to fuck you harder." "Please, fuck me harder." "Talk dirty to him. Don't stop until I say." "Fuck me faster, Dustin. That's good. Just like that. Oh God. Oh God. Don't stop. Ohh.. Ohhhh. Harder. Fuck!" I felt an orgasm overtake my body. As I started to reach my highest point I felt Dustin go over the edge too. John slammed him down one last time inside of me, then John made himself cum too. He drained his dick all over me and Dustin. He then reached his cold hand between us and began to rub his nasty cum all over my breasts. I closed my eyes as I left my body and traveled the world in ecstasy. His hand connected with my face. "Open your eyes, Bitch." Dustin's head shot up as far as it would go when he ...

... heard the whimper that was forced from my mouth. Dustin and I were still tied together, connected in the most private of places. John pulled out a flashlight and shined it at where we were joined. I tightened up as I feared what John was thinking about doing. When I tightened, I tightened everything, even my hold on Dustin inside of me. He groaned softly, and I felt more cum being squeezed from his cock. It again grew to full length inside me Something cold touched where Dustin and I were connected. I knew in seconds that it was John's finger. He slipped it inside of me and worked it around. I breathed in and out while gasping out, "No, please stop." "Why? It's not like you have to worry about me breaking your hymen." He slid two fingers in and out while I clung desperately onto Dustin. "You are a dirty little slut. Your pussy is just swallowing my hand." I felt him slide four fingers inside of me as I groaned. "Please stop." He slapped me harshly right on my pussy. I let out a loud cry. Dustin laid his head back down beside mine, trying his best to comfort me. "Don't ever tell me to stop again. Do you hear me, Bitch? Do you?!" "Yes." His fingers went in and out much faster than before. "Tell me you love my fingers fucking your pussy." "I love it." I breathed out. "Dustin I know you're ready. Start pounding her again. Now!" Dustin started thrusting his hips again on John's command. I sucked in breath after breath as the two motions combined. "Loosen your pussy. Make room in ...