Supporting herself on her hands and knees the beautiful American whore thrust back against the hairy belly of the mangy cur while the fat cook slaked his wife’s foul thirst with the syrup of his rancid seed. The large boy giggled as he pushed her torso back onto the table and climbed up and straddled the unresisting girl. The pretty blond doubled over with a gasping retch, vomiting up the congealing remains of the other rapists sperm. Rachel looked down at the thick long nipples the laughing man had between his fingers and despised them. Despite his outward calm, he was beside himself with excitement. “Care for a drink, ma’am?” a bearded voice asked. Rum it looked like, straight. The room smelled heavy of musk. Rachel smiled and licked her lip tasting the saltiness from the blood and feeling how her lip was thickening from the blow. Rachel grunted and moaned as she tensed her legs to support the weight of the heavy beast. She met each brown snout with a lingering kiss before welcoming them to the hot embrace of her clinging mouth. “Vamos!” the burly man said motioning to the door. Her small chin crowned a smooth jaw. And still she was excited at the prospect what might await.
