Clarissa Morgen sauntered onto the beach, her bare skin gleaming under the sun. Her full-bosomed dead body turned heads toward her focussing. People stared at her, her body hardened men's crotches as she walked.

She wore a T. H. White bikini that went perfectly with her longsighted, light-haired hair. Two men lay on their beach death chair under an umbrella. They ogled her as she walked gracefully in strawman of them.

She went to the beachside bar and had a crapulence. The two men followed her, and sat on each side of her.

"Hello, beautiful,"One man said. A smile played on his sassing as he ran his eyes over her shapely body.

"Hey"she replied, uninterested.

"My figure's Randall, and this is Jordan."Randall pointed at his companion."Me and the guys will be having a party tonight. Wan na link up us ?"

"I appreciate the offer, but I must decline. I have business to attend to tonight"Clarissa replied. She really had no business concern tonight, but she wanted to pass the nighttime on her own and relax. She also found these men creepy when she noticed them ran their middle on her body.

"fountainhead, that's unfortunate person. Maybe next metre, if there is a next time"Jordan commented with a tone of voice of disappointment.

The men left her and went back to their umbrella.

"What a waste. '' A disheartened Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan said

"headache not, my friend"Randall.patted his friend on the shoulder."We're still having a company tonight with her"

Jordan saw his Quaker smiling with lustfulness in his eyes as he looked at Clarissa as she walked away from the bar.

Clarissa entered her villa. She sighed in enfeeblement. She walked to the support room bar, and grabbed a glass and a feeding bottle of wine. She walked to the deck overlooking the sea. She waited hebdomad for this reservation.She just wanted a peaceful holiday by herself. She specifically booked this overpriced Pancho Villa overlooking the beach just to slack and free her head from day to day worries.

She lay on her chaise lounge, and stretched her bikini clad dead body under the moonlight. She poured herself a glass of wine. She smiled at the strait of silence. She relaxed her trunk under the full moon.

She admired the sea under the replete lunar month, and took a sip of her wine.

Unaware of her surroundings, two men snuck in her room. Oblivious to the presence of the trespassers she relaxed herself on the lounge. She was still admiring the evening view when a hand with a soften material pressed on her font, Clarissa got a dose of chloroform. She cried out, taking a lungful of the sedative. It was so strong, and overpowering. She felt lightheaded. Another man appeared in baptistry of her and grabbed her legs. She struggled frantically.

The man behind her held the textile harder over her mouth and nose, his free helping hand snaked through her bra and cupped her boob.

She screamed through the cloth and thrashed her torso, but she felt so hebdomad. The man holding her legs started running his hands up her second joint. She tried to kick the hands away, but her legs felt sonorous. The man continued running his hands up and down her shapely, placid thighs.

Her eubstance felt infirm with each breathing space. The man behind her make a motion to her side, keeping the damp cloth on her cheek. His other hand left her breast, and moved to her crotch. He massaged her slit mound over her bikini, then his digit snaked through her bikini and massaged her pussy.

The man smiled in gratification as his finger's breadth massaged a perfectly shaven vagina. Clarissa felt fingers between her legs and squirmed weakly. Her lungs burned, her head felt light. Her consciousness slowly slipping away.

"Breathe"she heard a vocalization say.

Clarissa moaned through the cloth. She wanted to say"Stop"but her sass won't move. Her eyelids fluttered.

"That's it. Go to slumber. Just breathe"the malicious part whispered in her ear. Her mind went blank. Her eyes rolled, and she passed out.

"She's out"Randall told Jordan as he removed the cloth from the unconscious mind woman's face. He sat behind the limp body, and cupped her breasts from bottom. He squeezed both chest as if they were stress balls.

Jordan kept running his paw up and down her still thighs.

"Shall we invite patsy ?"Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan asked his companion.

"Please do. Let's get this political party started"replied Randall.

Jordan reached for his phone and called his companion, his unfreeze hand moved up to her crotch and massaged her heap over her bikini.

The men continued groping Clarissa's limp body while waiting for their friends.

Few bit later, The door opened and another man arrived. He went directly to the overlooking deck.

His middle gazed upon Randall and Jordan River groping an unconscious mind, beautiful, light-haired woman.

The fledgling stared in enviousness and approached them.

"Wow, she is so hot. Those booby are perfect."One of the newcomers commented.

Randall let go of Clarissa's titty and said to his friend.

stigma reached for Clarissa's tit and squeezed them. He noticed she was wearing a front line clasp bra and proceeded to unclasp them. He freed her breast and threw the garment away.

"Wow"He said as he stared at her freed chest. He cupped each breast and moaned in atonement. He leaned forward and started sucking her breasts.

"I don't want to disturb you, but I think we should move this to the bedroom where we can ravish her beautiful consistence properly."Randall interrupted Mark.

The men carried Clarissa's hobble body to the bedroom. They laid her body on the king sized bed and spread her branch apart. Their work force roamed over her defenseless and lost body.

Mike kissed Clarissa on her lips, Jordan started fondling her breast, and Randall licked her perfectly shaved mound.

The men stood up and removed their pants.Randall straddled Clarissa, spread her legs, and pulled them towards him. As if on cue, Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan straddled the unconscious mind charwoman's chest, put his erection between her breasts. He held each knocker and pressed them together. gull knelt above Clarissa's capitulum, his trunk facing Jordan's. He put his penis inside her lip,

The men thrust together in unison. Randall's humanity penetrated Clarrisa's pussy, Jordan fucked ber knocker, and patsy gave her a blowjob.

They raped her for hours, and they constantly swapped emplacement. After 60 minutes of ravishing, Randall pulled out of Clarissa's vagina and came. Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan came on her white meat, while Mark came on her look. The men, satisfied, left. Leaving Clarissa's spread-eagled body on the bed.

Clarissa's optic fluttered, and she awoke. She moaned from the throb of her principal. She felt stretched out.

"How did i get on the bed ?"She asked herself. She looked down and saw that she's completely naked, her physical structure covered in cum. She screamed in little terror. The concluding thing she remembered was her lying on the shay couch as she sipped her wine. Then she gasped as she remembered the paw with the moistness textile that came out of nowhere. She remembered deal on her white meat, and finger's breadth on her vagina, and after that, goose egg. Her mind is blank. But there was no doubt that she had been raped. She cried hard.

She thought of reporting her quandary, but she might lose her dignity. She kept her trial by ordeal to herself and cried. ,