It was a beautiful day, wild blue yonder skies and dappled sunlight filtering through the trees to illuminate the forest floor. The path to the swimming maw was narrow and twist, almost overgrown in topographic point. Hardly anybody knew about it, and almost no one came up here. The altogether vista was one of peace and serenity.

The first clue that something might be amiss were the clothes that lay on the path. A man 's jeans, shirt, shoes and underwear were placed carefully on a temporary hookup of grass. Scattered more carelessly in the dirt were a rupture, yellow floral two-piece top, and what had been a pair of cut-off denim drawers. They had been cut up both legs, and were now no Thomas More than a piece of rag. A few White buttons were also scattered around the ground.

The reason for this unusual scene lay various hundred measure away, not along the path, but off to one side in the woods. While razzing tweeted peacefully in the trees overhead, Zoella gasped desperately for breath, struggling to get adequate oxygen to her tiring legs.

Terror pushed her onwards though, running as quickly as she could through the Tree. Her Andrew D. White blouse, now completely devoid of button, flew out behind her like a cape. The lower leg of the trees and shrubs were lashing her naked breast, as they bounced wildly with each whole step. She knew she could n't slack down though, she could hear him just behind her, gaining on her with every stair. Her smooth shapely pegleg flashed in the sunlight, naked buttocks clenching and relaxing, clad only in the remaining g-string half of her floral bikini.

It was quite an arousing spate for Logan Paul. Completely naked, his huge pecker was rock hard, springing up and down uncomfortably as he closed the gap between himself and his quarry. His middle focused on Zoella 's tight, young ass. At that import, he wanted her more than he 'd ever wanted any puss before.

He imagined how she 'd squirm and moan when he impaled her on his ten-inch monster. Young women were always fun that way, most of them had never seen a decent sized stopcock, let alone had one stuck up them. He shook his head to brighten the images. `` Got ta catch the squawk first, '' he thought.

Behind him he could find out his buddy RiceGum crashing through the forest, trying to captivate up with them.

***

Zoella sobbed as she ran, how could this happen to her ? On vacation from body of work, she 'd been coming up to the swim muddle every day to unbend in the sun. There was never anyone here during the week, so she felt quite well-situated wearing her most daring bikini, even going topless sometimes to get a good tan on her breasts, her swain would care that when she got back to work.

She 'd been surprised when she saw the two men on her way down to the swimming hole this morning. They 'd been walking the opposite way though, away from the pool so she was n't too worried.

Their smiles were friendly, and they stepped to either side of the itinerary to admit her to pass. The track was very narrow though, and she had to wrench sideways to get between them. She felt her ass rub against the groyne of the man behind her. `` Probably give him something to remember about when he masturbates, '' she thought wickedly to herself.

She glanced up to contribute a genteel smile to the man in front of her, and caught him staring down at her tits. He looked up then, not at her, but at his friend and gave a brief nod. Immediately, Zoella felt her weapon system pinned behind her back. She struggled but the grip was too strong.

'' Let go of me you bastard. What the nookie do you recollect you 're doing ? '' she yelled.

Neither of them said a Son though, it was as if they did n't even hear her. The man standing in front of her started to run his hands over her breasts. Zoella swung her foundation up, trying to plain him in the Lucille Ball, but he avoided the blow and immediately gave both her tit a cruel hug, causing Zoella to scream.

'' Now we can do this the easy way or the grueling way, '' he growled, `` I do n't heed, but I can tell you now you wo n't like the hard way. sympathize ? ``

Reluctantly, Zoella nodded, realising things would be worse for her if she fought them. The man released her tits and grabbed hold of the social movement of her blouse. Pulling both mitt apart he sent the buttons flying, and brought her skimpy Bikini top into view.

That did n't shield her for long though, one quick yank, and he held it up in the air like a trophy in his paw. He stared at her titty like they were the gilded prize, then her bikini top fluttered to the terra firma as he reached for them. Squashing them under his laurel wreath he moaned, `` Oh yeah, they 're fantastic. ``

Zoella knew they were wonderful, she 'd always been majestic of her tit, big and firm, no hint of sag. Men always went wild over them, but they 'd never groped them without her permit. Now this guy was pawing them with no paying attention for her protests.

He pinched her pap between thumb and index, then he bent forward and began licking them, running his tongue around her smooth ball, flicking across her nipples.

Zoella loved it when her boyfriend played with her titmouse, but she hated the fact that this shit felt he could just charge her clothes off and slobber all over her breast whenever he wanted. She hated it even more when she felt his teeth, nipping her flesh, and grinding across her nipples. She cried out after one particularly cruel bite and tried again to kick him.

She knew she 'd done the wrong thing though as he stepped back and pulled a knife from his back pocket. With an angry face on his face he pressed the flat of the sword against her cutter left breast. Zoella was petrified, and she tried frantically to appease him. `` Please do n't, I wo n't do anything stupid again, you can bite my tits, I wo n't plain you, delight, '' she pleaded desperately.

He glared at her for a consequence then growled, `` Hold still. '' He lowered the knife to her shank, then slid it between her shorts and skin and began hacking through the material, cutting down one leg of the shorts until it flapped gratis. He did the same to the other side then, and Zoella 's short pants fell to the priming. She still wore her G-string but was acutely aware of her naked ass pressing against the intemperate bulge of the man behind her.

The tongue was put to the priming coat then, and the man 's apparel soon followed as he stripped off in straw man of her. She gasped as his large peter sprang free, already fully raise. She 'd read account in which the men all had –ten-inch putz, but she 'd never believed they really existed. Surely he could n't fit that up her tight cunt.

The man grinned at the expression on her aspect as he quickly finished disrobing. `` Now bitch, you 're gon na show me how sad you are, '' he growled. `` On your knee ! '' The man gripping her arms let go and Zoella obediently dropped onto her knees.

At eye level the enormous dick looked even big, and Zoella knew she had to do something. She could pass him a blowjob, sure, but she knew it would n't end there. He 'd want to fuck that thing up her twat, and Zoella did n't think she could handle that, it would probably tear her finespun pussy apart.

'' You know what to do backbite, get started, '' the man ordered. Behind her, Zoella heard the other man undressing now, and she knew what she had to do.

Reaching out she began stroking the hammer in front of her, back and forth. He stepped forward, the brain of his cock now barely touching Zoella 's lip, as she ran her hands back to rub up and down his thighs. His cock pressed more insistently against her back talk now and Zoella knew she had to get to her movement. Grabbing him behind the knees with both hired man she pulled forward sharply, at the Sami time pushing against him with her head. His cock mashed up against her font, but only for a moment before he fell heavily backwards.

She heard the thumping as he hit the ground and the 'whoosh'of air that was knocked out of his lungs, and then she was running. She saw the other man trip and fall on the pant around his ankles, then she was in the woodwind instrument, crashing through bushes, desperately fleeing from the giant cock.

***

She was n't dissolute enough though, her blouse kept snagging on subdivision, and she 'd tripped and fallen down respective times. Mount Logan Apostle of the Gentiles grinned as he closed the gap between them. She 'd made it grueling for him, now he was going to be even harder on her. That tight little ass had him mesmerised as he chased after it, that was what he wanted now.

Leaping forward he tackled her, landing on top of her as she crashed into the unsmooth ground. His dick was nestled comfortably between her nice round of golf ass boldness, and Zoella sobbed as she felt it there, knowing she 'd bluster her last-place chance. There was no way to hold back them from raping her now.

Logan Paul grabbed hold of her brunette ponytail and yanked her head teacher backwards, `` Nice try bitch, but you 'll rue it. I 'm gon na have your ass for that. ``

Zoella was shocked - surely he could n't signify that literally. She 'd been so worried about being fucked by him that she had n't even considered that he 'd want to assfuck her. Her boyfriend had wanted that a few times but she 'd always refused, she thought it would spite too much. She was soon to find out she was right.

Her arm were tugged backwards as Logan Paul dragged the blouse off them, then threw it to the position. He grabbed the back of her g-string, yanking up on it. It dug painfully into her cunt as he lifted her hips off the ground. Zoella moaned as he bounced her up and down a few times, then she grunted as the cloth gave way and she hit the primer again.

Then Logan Paul the Apostle hauled her to her feet using her ponytail, then shoved her roughly against the nearest big Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, face first. Pressing her against it with one hired man on her speed back, he kicked her feet apart and stepped between them. Bending his articulatio genus, he grinned as his peter poked against her tightly puckered asshole.

Zoella squealed when she felt him there but her struggle were futile. Logan Paul thrust forward as hard as he could, straightening his peg as he did so. She screamed as her wet sphincter muscle gave way to the vicious assault, and she felt herself lifted off the dry land as her ass was stretched by the huge monster.

Logan Paul the Apostle groaned with pleasance at the sensation. The hot little brunette was struggling wildly with only if half his pecker up her ass. God, she was so stiff. He watched in delectation as her struggles resulted in to a greater extent of his stopcock sliding up her. He slammed forward once more, burying himself in her to the hilt, as she screamed again.

RiceGum finally caught up with them then, puffing heavily as he got his breath back. `` Hey, are you fucking her ass, man ? '' he called out. `` No marvel she 's making such a racquet. '' RiceGum walked up to Zoella and grabbed her chin to call on her to face up him. `` Do you like having a big cock up your ass, honey ? You do, do n't you ? '' he taunted.

Zoella 's moans were opaque as she tried to deny this while getting rammed from behind, so RiceGum teased her more. `` I think she said she wants you to do it harder, Logan Paul. ``

Logan Paul was already doing her as hard as he could, as RiceGum stripped off the rest of his apparel. Zoella 's cries had spurred him on and he was now fucking her with all his might. His upper body was pressed firmly against hers, squashing her boob into the tree. `` Stuck between a hammer and a laborious place, '' Mount Logan Paul thought with a grin.

She was lifted completely off the ground by his stab, legs flailing as she tried to support herself, tried to stop the Brobdingnagian cock from getting so far into her. With each pump she cried out in pain, painful sensation in her ass from the huge cock that was fucking it, and pain sensation in her tits as they were scraped up against the rough bark of the tree.

RiceGum had finished undressing now, his peter jutting out as it waited to have its turn with Zoella 's eubstance. `` Hey, let me in there too Logan St. Paul, there 's enough trap for both of us, '' RiceGum said.

Logan Paul was only too happy to share with his proficient friend, so he wrapped his arms around Zoella and stepped away from the tree. Keeping her impaled on his pecker, he turned to face RiceGum. Zoella was up on her tiptoes, most of her weight resting on the cock up her ass, forcing it even deeper.

RiceGum stepped up to her now and lifted both her ramification up and out, as Logan Saul of Tarsus hugged her against him, his mitt gripping her titty. RiceGum grabbed her buttocks in his paw, taking near of her free weight as he guided his cock into her puss. With the head of his cock parting her delicate cunt lips he thrust, filling her pussy with one apoplexy, making her cry out again. RiceGum groaned as the wet young bitch gripped his dick.

The pain of her start double insight made Zoella squirm, giving even more joy to the men who filled her kettle of fish. They set about fucking her then, pumping their dicks in and out of her hot, young body. Zoella was n't the first girl that they had DP'ed together, and it showed as they set up their rhythm. They pushed and pulled the young woman between them, coordinating their movements so that as one pulled out, the other would slam in.

The Grant Wood were filled with a cacophony of sounds, as Zoella 's groan, shriek and outcry mingled with the ferocious grunt of the men who each tried to do scoop the early in term of fucking her the hardest. Finally, with a loud cry, Logan Paul yelled, `` I 'm cumming ! '' RiceGum held Zoella to him, his dick deep inside her, as Logan Apostle of the Gentiles pulled out and began shooting his cum all over Zoella 's ass and lower back. As Logan St. Paul finished, RiceGum teased the sobbing girl, `` There, there honey, it 's all right, my dicks still hard for you. ``

lease her sales booth then, he let his cock case out of her pussy. He then pushed her down on to her hands and knee, and dragged her over to a fallen log. Draping her over it he said, `` I 'm gon na fuck you like a dog now, jade ! '' Zoella 's ass was forced up in the air by the log, her cum coated prat presented for RiceGum 's enjoyment.

Kneeling behind her he said, `` Maybe we should get some of this goo out of the road. '' Scooping up Mount Logan Paul 's cum into his script, RiceGum reached around and began wiping it all over Zoella 's cheek and through her whisker. The reaction he got was exactly what he was looking for.

Zoella cried out in disgust, and tried to shield her face, but it was no use. RiceGum grabbed handgrip of her ponytail and pulled her school principal up. Holding his other hand up to her backtalk he ordered, `` Lick it cleanse. ``

Zoella could n't bring herself to do it, she 'd never swallowed cum before, so she kept her mouth shut, hoping he 'd just move over up. She thought he had too when he let go of her tomentum, but then he picked up a big peg off the terra firma and held it in social movement of her. `` Lick my hand clean, bitch, '' he ordered again, `` Or else I 'll shove this spliff so far up your ass, you 'll be capable to taste it. ``

She really did n't receive a choice. Reluctantly, she lowered her cum smeared face to his hand, and began lapping up the remaining splooge. The taste made her grimace, but she knew she had to continue. As she licked his hand, she felt his hammer nudging once again between her cunt lips.

When his hands moved down and grabbed hold of her hips she braced herself, just in time, as he shoved brutally back into her pussy. Supporting herself on her script and knees, she took his shaft like a dog. She felt his hands reach out to grasp her tits then, using them almost like handles to add even More business leader to the vicious pound he was giving her.

watching Zoella 's humiliation had made Mount Logan Paul hard again. There was still one Sir Thomas More trap they had n't used yet too. Kneeling in figurehead of her, he saw her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and her mouth gaped open, emitting groan and moan with each of RiceGum 's knife thrust into her pussy.

Logan Paul pushed his dick between her lips, stifling a moan. Zoella 's oculus shot give in surprise, but she knew just than to bite down. Pushing deeper into her rima oris, Logan Paul timed his push with RiceGum, this metre thrusting in synchronizing, so that her mouth and cunt were filled simultaneously.

Zoella gagged as the tool struck the binding of her throat, but she was helpless. Logan Saul of Tarsus had both of his mitt on the sides of her pass, keeping her regular, while RiceGum mauled her nipple and impaled her from behind. No attention was paid to her strangled rallying cry as she struggled to get enough air past the Brobdingnagian dick that filled her mouth.

Both men fucked her roughly, using her twat and backtalk as if they owned them, not caring at all for the intuitive feeling of the girl they 'd made their fucktoy.

Finally she felt RiceGum tighten his grip on her pap, squeezing them painfully as his unhurt physical structure stiffened, then he exploded with a gush of cum filling her pussy. Logan Paul fucked her grimace for about another mo, until he too shot his load.

Crying out, `` Drink my cum, cunt ! '' he filled her sassing with his foul splooge. As the putz were pulled from her abused consistence, Zoella collapsed exhausted to the ground, gasping for breather. She heard the men 's footsteps leaving her behind, heading back to amass their own wearing apparel, but RiceGum could n't resist one more than taunt as they left her there, cum coated and naked in the Sir Henry Wood, `` Lapplander meter tomorrow, slut ? ``

ENDIt was a beautiful day, blue skies and dappled sunlight filtering through the Tree to light the forest floor. The route to the swimming hole was specialise and winding, almost overgrown in places. Hardly anybody knew about it, and almost no one came up here. The whole setting was one of peace and serenity.

The first base clue that something might be haywire were the apparel that lay on the path. A man 's jean, shirt, shoes and underwear were placed carefully on a darn of grass. Scattered more carelessly in the grime were a deplumate, yellow floral bikini top, and what had been a pair of cut-off jean shorts. They had been cut up both legs, and were now no to a greater extent than a piece of rag. A few white buttons were also scattered around the ground.

The reason for this strange scene lay several hundred meters away, not along the path, but off to one incline in the Natalie Wood. While birds tweeted peacefully in the trees overhead, Zoella gasped desperately for breathing place, struggling to get enough oxygen to her tiring legs.

Terror pushed her onwards though, running as quickly as she could through the tree. Her white blouse, now completely devoid of buttons, flew out behind her like a cape. The depressed branches of the trees and shrubs were lashing her naked chest, as they bounced wildly with each stride. She knew she could n't slow down though, she could hear him just behind her, gaining on her with every stride. Her bland shapely ramification flashed in the sunlight, raw buttocks clenching and relaxing, clad only in the remaining g-string half of her floral bikini.

It was quite an arousing sight for Logan Saint Paul. Completely nude, his Brobdingnagian cock was rock hard, springing up and down uncomfortably as he closed the gap between himself and his prey. His eyes focused on Zoella 's tight, young ass. At that mo, he wanted her to a greater extent than he 'd ever wanted any pussy before.

He imagined how she 'd worm and moan when he impaled her on his ten-inch devil. Young women were always fun that way, nearly of them had never seen a adequate sized cock, let alone had one stuck up them. He shook his head to clear the images. `` Got ta catch the bitch first, '' he thought.

seat him he could hear his buddy RiceGum crashing through the woods, trying to catch up with them.

***

Zoella sobbed as she ran, how could this happen to her ? On vacation from workplace, she 'd been coming up to the swimming hole every day to relax in the sun. There was never anyone here during the week, so she felt quite comfortable wearing her virtually daring bikini, even going topless sometimes to get a full tan on her breasts, her boyfriend would like that when she got back to work.

She 'd been surprised when she saw the two men on her way down to the swimming hole this dayspring. They 'd been walking the opposition way though, away from the consortium so she was n't too worried.

Their smiles were friendly, and they stepped to either incline of the path to allow her to pass. The route was very constrict though, and she had to grow sideways to get between them. She felt her ass rub against the jetty of the man behind her. `` Probably have him something to suppose about when he masturbates, '' she thought wickedly to herself.

She glanced up to establish a polite smile to the man in front of her, and caught him staring down at her boob. He looked up then, not at her, but at his Friend and gave a brief nod. Immediately, Zoella felt her arms pinned behind her back. She struggled but the grip was too strong.

'' Let go of me you bastard. What the nooky do you suppose you 're doing ? '' she yelled.

Neither of them said a tidings though, it was as if they did n't even hear her. The man standing in nominal head of her started to run his handwriting over her breasts. Zoella swung her foot up, trying to kick him in the lump, but he avoided the reversal and immediately gave both her breasts a cruel hug, causing Zoella to scream.

'' Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way, '' he growled, `` I do n't mind, but I can tell you now you wo n't like the hard way. infer ? ``

Reluctantly, Zoella nodded, realising things would be regretful for her if she fought them. The man released her titmouse and grabbed cargo deck of the front of her blouse. Pulling both hands apart he sent the buttons flying, and brought her lean bikini top into view.

That did n't shield her for recollective though, one quick Yankee-Doodle, and he held it up in the air like a prize in his hand. He stared at her knocker like they were the grand prize, then her bikini top fluttered to the ground as he reached for them. Squashing them under his palms he moaned, `` Oh yeah, they 're fantastic. ``

Zoella knew they were fantastic, she 'd always been lofty of her breasts, big and firm, no tip of sag. Men always went dotty over them, but they 'd never groped them without her permit. Now this guy was pawing them with no paying attention for her protests.

He pinched her mamilla between thumb and forefinger, then he bent forward and began licking them, running his tongue around her still ball, flicking across her nipples.

Zoella loved it when her boyfriend played with her mammilla, but she hated the fact that this whoreson felt he could just bust her clothes off and slobber all over her breasts whenever he wanted. She hated it even more when she felt his dentition, nipping her build, and grinding across her mamilla. She cried out after one particularly cruel bit and tried again to kick back him.

She knew she 'd done the wrong affair though as he stepped back and pulled a tongue from his cover pocket. With an angry look on his side he pressed the flatbed of the sword against her attender left breast. Zoella was petrified, and she tried frantically to appease him. `` Please do n't, I wo n't do anything stupid again, you can bite my tits, I wo n't kick you, please, '' she pleaded desperately.

He glared at her for a moment then growled, `` harbour still. '' He lowered the tongue to her waistline, then slid it between her shorts and skin and began hacking through the material, cutting down one leg of the underdrawers until it flapped free. He did the like to the other slope then, and Zoella 's shorts fell to the primer. She still wore her g-string but was acutely aware of her naked ass pressing against the hard gibbosity of the man behind her.

The knife was put to the terra firma then, and the man 's clothes soon followed as he stripped off in forepart of her. She gasped as his great putz sprang disembarrass, already fully raise. She 'd say news report in which the men all had –ten-inch dick, but she 'd never believed they really existed. Surely he could n't fit that up her tight cunt.

The man grinned at the expression on her face as he quickly finished disrobing. `` Now holler, you 're gon na usher me how sorry you are, '' he growled. `` On your knees ! '' The man gripping her arms let go and Zoella obediently dropped onto her knees.

At eye level the enormous dick looked even bigger, and Zoella knew she had to do something. She could open him a cock sucking, sure, but she knew it would n't end there. He 'd want to hump that thing up her pussy, and Zoella did n't think she could handle that, it would probably tear her fragile purulent apart.

'' You know what to do bellyache, get started, '' the man ordered. Behind her, Zoella heard the former man undressing now, and she knew what she had to do.

Reaching out she began stroking the cock in straw man of her, back and Forth River. He stepped forward, the head of his putz now barely touching Zoella 's lips, as she ran her hands back to rub up and down his second joint. His cock pressed more insistently against her brim now and Zoella knew she had to make her move. Grabbing him behind the knees with both bridge player she pulled forward sharply, at the same prison term pushing against him with her head. His cock mashed up against her face, but only for a second before he fell heavily backwards.

She heard the thump as he hit the ground and the 'whoosh'of air that was knocked out of his lungs, and then she was running. She saw the former man trip and fall on the pant around his ankles, then she was in the wood, crashing through bushes, desperately fleeing from the titan cock.

***

She was n't fast enough though, her blouse kept snagging on arm, and she 'd tripped and fallen down several clip. Mount Logan Paul grinned as he closed the gap between them. She 'd hold it hard for him, now he was going to be even harder on her. That tight little ass had him mesmerised as he chased after it, that was what he wanted now.

Leaping forward he tackled her, landing on top of her as she crashed into the rough soil. His dick was nestled comfortably between her Nice round ass nerve, and Zoella sobbed as she felt it there, knowing she 'd shove off her conclusion chance. There was no way to quit them from raping her now.

Mount Logan Alice Paul grabbed clench of her brunette ponytail and yanked her head backwards, `` Nice try bitch, but you 'll regret it. I 'm gon na make your ass for that. ``

Zoella was shocked - surely he could n't mean that literally. She 'd been so disturbed about being fucked by him that she had n't even considered that he 'd want to assfuck her. Her beau had wanted that a few times but she 'd always refused, she thought it would hurt too a lot. She was soon to discover out she was right.

Her arms were tugged backwards as Logan Paul dragged the blouse off them, then threw it to the side. He grabbed the spinal column of her g-string, yanking up on it. It dug painfully into her cunt as he lifted her hips off the ground. Zoella moaned as he bounced her up and down a few times, then she grunted as the cloth gave way and she hit the reason again.

Then Logan Paul hauled her to her feet using her ponytail, then shoved her roughly against the dear big Tree, expression first. Pressing her against it with one deal on her upper back, he kicked her feet apart and stepped between them. Bending his knees, he grinned as his dick poked against her tightly puckered asshole.

Zoella squealed when she felt him there but her conflict were ineffectual. Logan Paul thrust forward as hard as he could, straightening his wooden leg as he did so. She screamed as her tight sphincter gave way to the vicious rape, and she felt herself lifted off the ground as her ass was stretched by the huge monster.

Logan Apostle of the Gentiles groaned with pleasure at the sensation. The hot little brunet was struggling wildly with alone half his hawkshaw up her ass. God, she was so tight. He watched in delight as her struggles resulted in more of his cock sliding up her. He slammed forward once more, burying himself in her to the hilt, as she screamed again.

RiceGum finally caught up with them then, puffing heavily as he got his hint back. `` Hey, are you fucking her ass, man ? '' he called out. `` No wonderment she 's making such a racket. '' RiceGum walked up to Zoella and grabbed her mentum to grow her to face him. `` Do you like having a big cock up your ass, honey ? You do, do n't you ? '' he taunted.

Zoella 's moans were unintelligible as she tried to deny this while getting rammed from keister, so RiceGum teased her more. `` I think she said she wants you to do it harder, Logan Paul. ``

Logan Paul was already doing her as hard as he could, as RiceGum stripped off the respite of his clothes. Zoella 's outcry had spurred him on and he was now fucking her with all his might. His upper body was pressed firmly against hers, squashing her tits into the Tree. `` Stuck between a cock and a heavy place, '' Logan Paul thought with a grin.

She was lifted completely off the earth by his thrusts, peg flailing as she tried to hold herself, tried to stop the huge hammer from getting so far into her. With each pump she cried out in painful sensation, pain in her ass from the huge cock that was fucking it, and pain in the ass in her tits as they were scraped up against the rough barque of the tree.

RiceGum had finished undressing now, his putz jutting out as it waited to have got its turn with Zoella 's body. `` Hey, let me in there too Logan Apostle Paul, there 's enough holes for both of us, '' RiceGum said.

Logan Apostle Paul was only too happy to portion with his comfortably friend, so he wrapped his arms around Zoella and stepped away from the tree. Keeping her impaled on his putz, he turned to face RiceGum. Zoella was up on her tiptoes, most of her weight resting on the cock up her ass, forcing it even deeper.

RiceGum stepped up to her now and lifted both her wooden leg up and out, as Mount Logan Paul hugged her against him, his manus gripping her tits. RiceGum grabbed her buttocks in his manus, taking most of her system of weights as he guided his dick into her cunt. With the head of his cock parting her delicate cunt lips he thrust, filling her twat with one cam stroke, making her cry out again. RiceGum groaned as the sozzled young puss gripped his dick.

The painful sensation of her first doubled penetration made Zoella wiggle, giving even more pleasure to the men who filled her holes. They set about fucking her then, pumping their cock in and out of her hot, young body. Zoella was n't the first girl that they had DP'ed together, and it showed as they set up their rhythm. They pushed and pulled the young woman between them, coordinating their drift so that as one pulled out, the early would slam in.

The Natalie Wood were filled with a cacophony of auditory sensation, as Zoella 's moan, riot and cry mingled with the maddened grunts of the men who each tried to do surpass the other in terms of fucking her the hardest. Finally, with a aloud cry, Logan Paul yelled, `` I 'm cumming ! '' RiceGum held Zoella to him, his dick deep inside her, as Logan Apostle Paul pulled out and began shooting his cum all over Zoella 's ass and lower back. As Logan Apostle Paul finished, RiceGum teased the sobbing girlfriend, `` There, there love, it 's all right, my shaft still hard for you. ``

lease her stand then, he let his cock slip out of her pussy. He then pushed her down on to her deal and articulatio genus, and dragged her over to a fallen log. Draping her over it he said, `` I 'm gon na eff you like a dog now, jade ! '' Zoella 's ass was forced up in the air by the log, her cum coated rear end presented for RiceGum 's enjoyment.

Kneeling behind her he said, `` Maybe we should get some of this goo out of the road. '' Scooping up Mount Logan Paul 's cum into his helping hand, RiceGum reached around and began wiping it all over Zoella 's fount and through her hair. The reaction he got was exactly what he was looking for.

Zoella cried out in disgust, and tried to screen her boldness, but it was no use. RiceGum grabbed hold of her ponytail and pulled her head teacher up. Holding his other bridge player up to her oral cavity he ordered, `` Lick it plumb. ``

Zoella could n't bring herself to do it, she 'd never swallowed cum before, so she kept her mouth shut, hoping he 'd just hold up. She thought he had too when he let go of her hair, but then he picked up a big marijuana cigarette off the ground and held it in straw man of her. `` poke my paw clean, kick, '' he ordered again, `` Or else I 'll shove this pin so far up your ass, you 'll be able to taste it. ``

She really did n't receive a choice. Reluctantly, she lowered her cum smeared face to his helping hand, and began lapping up the remaining splooge. The taste made her grimace, but she knew she had to continue. As she licked his deal, she felt his prick nudging once again between her slit lips.

When his hands moved down and grab hold of her hips she braced herself, just in time, as he shoved brutally back into her pussycat. Supporting herself on her hands and knees, she took his cock like a dog. She felt his hands reach out to dig her tits then, using them almost like handgrip to add even more than power to the vicious throb he was giving her.

Watching Zoella 's mortification had made Mount Logan Apostle Paul hard again. There was still one Sir Thomas More gob they had n't used yet too. Kneeling in front of her, he saw her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and her rima oris gaped open up, emitting moans and groans with each of RiceGum 's thrusts into her pussy.

Logan Paul pushed his peter between her lips, stifling a moan. Zoella 's centre shot open in surprise, but she knew unspoilt than to bite down. Pushing deeper into her mouth, Logan Paul timed his driving force with RiceGum, this time thrusting in synchronizing, so that her mouth and cunt were filled simultaneously.

Zoella gagged as the cock struck the backbone of her throat, but she was helpless. Logan St. Paul had both of his hand on the position of her head, keeping her steady, while RiceGum mauled her tits and impaled her from behind. No attention was paid to her repress cries as she struggled to get sufficiency air past the Brobdingnagian prick that filled her mouth.

Both men fucked her roughly, using her cunt and mouth as if they owned them, not caring at all for the feelings of the girl they 'd made their fucktoy.

Finally she felt RiceGum tighten his clench on her tits, squeezing them painfully as his unscathed body stiffened, then he exploded with a outburst of cum filling her pussy. Logan Apostle Paul fucked her face for about another min, until he too shot his load.

Crying out, `` imbibe my cum, bitch ! '' he filled her lip with his foul splooge. As the rooster were pulled from her abused body, Zoella collapsed exhausted to the ground, gasping for breath. She heard the men 's pace leaving her ass, heading back to collect their own apparel, but RiceGum could n't baulk one more taunt as they left her there, cum coated and naked in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood, `` Saami clip tomorrow, slut ? ``

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