It was a beautiful day, blue skies and dappled sunlight filtering through the Tree to alight the forest floor. The route to the swimming gob was narrow and winding, almost overgrown in station. Hardly anybody knew about it, and almost no one came up here. The unharmed scene was one of peace and serenity.

The first hint that something might be haywire were the dress that lay on the path. A man 's denim, shirt, horseshoe and underwear were placed carefully on a patch of grass. Scattered more carelessly in the dirt were a snap, yellowish flowered Bikini top, and what had been a couple of cut-off denim shorts. They had been cut up both pegleg, and were now no to a greater extent than a objet d'art of rag. A few white buttons were also scattered around the ground.

The reason for this unusual scene lay several hundred meters away, not along the path, but off to one side of meat in the woods. While skirt tweeted peacefully in the trees overhead, Zoella gasped desperately for breath, struggling to get enough oxygen to her tiring legs.

holy terror pushed her onwards though, running as quickly as she could through the trees. Her white blouse, now completely devoid of clit, flew out behind her like a mantle. The lower offset of the trees and bush were lashing her defenseless bosom, as they bounced wildly with each footprint. She knew she could n't slacken down though, she could hear him just behind her, gaining on her with every whole tone. 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 sight for Logan Apostle Paul. Completely naked, his huge stopcock 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 moment, he wanted her Thomas More than he 'd ever wanted any pussy before.

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

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

***

Zoella sobbed as she ran, how could this happen to her ? On holiday 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 workweek, so she felt quite well-fixed wearing her virtually daring Bikini, even going topless sometimes to get a respectable tan on her titty, her boyfriend would wish that when she got back to work.

She 'd been surprised when she saw the two men on her way down to the swim gob this forenoon. They 'd been walking the opposite way though, away from the pocket billiards so she was n't too worried.

Their smiles were friendly, and they stepped to either side of the path to earmark her to blow over. The path was very narrow-minded though, and she had to bend sideways to get between them. She felt her ass rub against the bulwark of the man behind her. `` Probably give him something to imagine about when he masturbates, '' she thought wickedly to herself.

She glanced up to give a polite smile to the man in front line of her, and caught him staring down at her knocker. 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 fuck do you think you 're doing ? '' she yelled.

Neither of them said a countersign 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 breast. Zoella swung her foot up, trying to recoil him in the lump, but he avoided the blow and immediately gave both her breasts a cruel wring, causing Zoella to scream.

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

Reluctantly, Zoella nodded, realising things would be worse for her if she fought them. The man released her bosom and grabbed hold of the front man of her blouse. Pulling both hands 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 Northerner, and he held it up in the air like a prize in his hand. He stared at her knocker like they were the grand loot, then her two-piece top fluttered to the ground as he reached for them. Squashing them under his palms he moaned, `` Oh yeah, they 're tremendous. ``

Zoella knew they were marvelous, she 'd always been proud of her breasts, big and firm, no hint of sag. Men always went natural state over them, but they 'd never groped them without her permit. Now this guy was pawing them with no compliments for her protests.

He pinched her nipples between pollex and forefinger, then he twist forward and began licking them, running his tongue around her smooth earth, flicking across her nipples.

Zoella loved it when her boyfriend played with her pap, but she hated the fact that this whoreson felt he could just charge her dress off and slobber all over her breasts 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 brutal bite and tried again to complain him.

She knew she 'd done the wrong thing though as he stepped back and pulled a knife from his rachis sac. With an angry look on his fount he pressed the flat of the blade against her tender left tit. 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, delight, '' she pleaded desperately.

He glared at her for a moment then growled, `` go for still. '' He lowered the knife to her waist, then slid it between her shorts and skin and began hacking through the material, cutting down one leg of the short until it flapped free. He did the same to the early slope then, and Zoella 's short pants fell to the ground. She still wore her g-string but was acutely cognisant of her bare ass pressing against the hard hump of the man behind her.

The knife was put to the undercoat then, and the man 's clothes soon followed as he stripped off in front of her. She gasped as his large turncock sprang unfreeze, already fully vertical. She 'd read stories in which the men all had –ten-inch hammer, but she 'd never believed they really existed. Surely he could n't fit that up her tight cunt.

The man grinned at the look on her face as he quickly finished disrobing. `` Now grouse, you 're gon na show me how lamentable you are, '' he growled. `` On your knees ! '' The man gripping her subdivision 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 give him a blowjob, sure, but she knew it would n't end there. He 'd need to bed that thing up her cunt, and Zoella did n't think she could do by that, it would probably tear her delicate pussy apart.

'' You know what to do bitch, 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 rooster in front of her, back and Forth. He stepped forward, the head of his shaft now barely touching Zoella 's backtalk, as she ran her hands back to rub up and down his thighs. His peter pressed more insistently against her rim now and Zoella knew she had to make her move. Grabbing him behind the articulatio genus with both manus she pulled forward sharply, at the same time pushing against him with her head. His cock mashed up against her face, but only for a moment 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 other man trip and fall on the pants around his ankle joint, then she was in the woods, crashing through bushes, desperately fleeing from the giant star cock.

***

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

bounce forward he tackled her, landing on top of her as she crashed into the rough ground. His dick was nestled comfortably between her nice round ass cheeks, and Zoella sobbed as she felt it there, knowing she 'd blown her last prospect. There was no way to block up them from raping her now.

Logan Saul of Tarsus grabbed cargo hold of her brunette ponytail and yanked her head backwards, `` Nice try squawk, but you 'll regret it. I 'm gon na consume your ass for that. ``

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

Her arms were tote backwards as Mount 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 puss as he lifted her hips off the priming coat. Zoella moaned as he bounced her up and down a few meter, then she grunted as the material gave way and she hit the ground again.

Then Mount Logan Paul hauled her to her feet using her ponytail, then shoved her roughly against the approximate big tree, face first. Pressing her against it with one hired man on her upper back, he kicked her pes 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 struggles were unavailing. Logan Apostle of the Gentiles thrust forward as hard as he could, straightening his legs as he did so. She screamed as her tight sphincter gave way to the barbarous ravishment, and she felt herself lifted off the ground as her ass was stretched by the huge monster.

Logan St. Paul groaned with pleasure at the sensation. The hot lilliputian brunette was struggling wildly with only half his tool up her ass. God, she was so blotto. He watched in delectation as her struggles resulted in more of his prick 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 wonder she 's making such a fraudulent scheme. '' RiceGum walked up to Zoella and grabbed her chin to plough her to face him. `` Do you like having a big hammer up your ass, dear ? You do, do n't you ? '' he taunted.

Zoella 's moans were unintelligible as she tried to deny this while getting rammed from behind, so RiceGum teased her Sir Thomas 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 residual of his clothes. Zoella 's rallying cry had spurred him on and he was now fucking her with all his might. His pep pill body was pressed firmly against hers, squashing her tit into the tree. `` Stuck between a shaft and a toilsome place, '' Logan Paul thought with a grin.

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

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

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

RiceGum stepped up to her now and lifted both her legs up and out, as Logan Alice Paul hugged her against him, his hands gripping her tits. RiceGum grabbed her buttocks in his handwriting, taking nearly of her free weight as he guided his dick into her twat. With the fountainhead of his putz parting her delicate twat lips he thrust, filling her kitty-cat with one cerebrovascular accident, making her cry out again. RiceGum groaned as the tight young cunt gripped his dick.

The bother of her first gear double penetration made Zoella wiggle, giving even more pleasure to the men who filled her hollow. They set about fucking her then, pumping their shaft in and out of her hot, young eubstance. 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 missy between them, coordinating their movements so that as one pulled out, the other would bang in.

The woods were filled with a cacophony of strait, as Zoella 's moans, riot and call mingled with the raging grunt of the men who each tried to do outdo the early in condition 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 Paul pulled out and began shooting his cum all over Zoella 's ass and depressed back. As Logan Paul finished, RiceGum teased the sobbing young lady, `` There, there love, it 's all right, my dicks still hard for you. ``

Letting her rack then, he let his putz shift out of her pussy. He then pushed her down on to her manus and knees, and dragged her over to a fallen log. Draping her over it he said, `` I 'm gon na fuck you like a dog now, slut ! '' Zoella 's ass was forced up in the air by the log, her cum coated buttocks presented for RiceGum 's enjoyment.

kneel behind her he said, `` Maybe we should get some of this goo out of the route. '' Scooping up Logan Paul the Apostle 's cum into his hired hand, RiceGum reached around and began wiping it all over Zoella 's brass 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 grip of her ponytail and pulled her chief up. Holding his former handwriting up to her backtalk he ordered, `` Lick it clear. ``

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 give up. She thought he had too when he let go of her hair, but then he picked up a big stick off the ground and held it in front of her. `` Lick my script clean, bitch, '' he ordered again, `` Or else I 'll jostle this stick so far up your ass, you 'll be able to savour it. ``

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

When his hired hand moved down and grab hold of her hips she braced herself, just in sentence, as he shoved brutally back into her puss. Supporting herself on her hands and knees, she took his cock like a dog. She felt his hands reach out to compass her tits then, using them almost like handle to add even more big businessman to the vicious pounding he was giving her.

observation Zoella 's mortification had made Mount Logan Paul hard again. There was still one More golf hole 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, emitting groan and groan with each of RiceGum 's driving force into her pussy.

Logan Paul pushed his prick between her lips, stifling a moan. Zoella 's eyes shot open in surprise, but she knew better than to bite down. Pushing deeper into her mouth, Mount Logan Paul the Apostle timed his thrusts with RiceGum, this time thrusting in synchrony, so that her sass and pussy were filled simultaneously.

Zoella gagged as the cock struck the spine of her pharynx, but she was helpless. Mount Logan Paul had both of his men on the side of meat of her head, keeping her regular, while RiceGum mauled her knocker and impaled her from behind. No attention was paid to her strangled cries as she struggled to get enough air past the Brobdingnagian dick 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 impression of the girl they 'd made their fucktoy.

Finally she felt RiceGum tighten his travelling bag on her titty, squeezing them painfully as his altogether soundbox stiffened, then he exploded with a gush of cum filling her puss. Logan Paul fucked her face for about another minute, until he too shot his load.

Crying out, `` wassail my cum, kick ! '' he filled her oral fissure with his foul splooge. As the cocks were pulled from her abused consistency, Zoella collapsed exhausted to the land, gasping for breathing time. She heard the men 's footsteps leaving her hindquarters, heading back to pull together their own apparel, but RiceGum could n't resist one more taunting as they left her there, cum coated and naked in the Grant Wood, `` Lapp clock time tomorrow, slut ? ``

ENDIt was a beautiful day, blue devil skies and dappled sunlight filtering through the Tree to light the woods storey. The path to the swimming trap was narrow and twist, almost overgrown in places. Hardly anybody knew about it, and almost no one came up here. The unanimous panorama was one of peace and serenity.

The first cue that something might be amiss were the dress that lay on the course. A man 's jeans, shirt, place and underclothing were placed carefully on a patch of grass. Scattered more carelessly in the dirt were a torn, yellow flowered bikini top, and what had been a brace of cut-off denim shortstop. They had been cut up both pegleg, and were now no more than a slice of rag. A few white-hot buttons were also scattered around the ground.

The understanding for this unusual vista lay various hundred metre away, not along the path, but off to one slope in the Sir Henry Wood. While dame tweeted peacefully in the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree overhead, Zoella gasped desperately for breath, struggling to get enough oxygen to her tiring legs.

Terror pushed her onwards though, running as quickly as she could through the trees. Her white blouse, now completely devoid of release, flew out behind her like a cape. The lower branches of the trees and shrub were lashing her naked bosom, as they bounced wildly with each step. She knew she could n't slow down down though, she could find out him just behind her, gaining on her with every footfall. Her unruffled shapely legs flashed in the sunlight, naked buttocks clenching and relaxing, clad only in the remaining G-string one-half of her floral bikini.

It was quite an arousing ken for Mount Logan Paul the Apostle. Completely raw, his vast 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, untested ass. At that here and now, he wanted her more than he 'd ever wanted any pussycat 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, well-nigh of them had never seen a decent sized rooster, let alone had one stuck up them. He shook his head to clear the images. `` Got ta catch the squawk first, '' he thought.

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

***

Zoella sobbed as she ran, how could this materialise to her ? On holiday from piece of work, she 'd been coming up to the swimming hollow every day to slack up in the sun. There was never anyone here during the week, so she felt quite well-off wearing her nearly daring bikini, even going topless sometimes to get a good tan on her breasts, her beau 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 smile were friendly, and they stepped to either face of the path to earmark her to pass. The path was very narrow though, and she had to reverse sideways to get between them. She felt her ass rub against the groin of the man behind her. `` Probably give him something to think about when he masturbates, '' she thought wickedly to herself.

She glanced up to have a polite 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 arms pinned behind her back. She struggled but the grip was too strong.

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

Neither of them said a Christian Bible 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 knocker. Zoella swung her foot up, trying to kick him in the balls, but he avoided the blow and immediately gave both her breasts a cruel squeeze, causing Zoella to scream.

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

Reluctantly, Zoella nodded, realising matter would be worse for her if she fought them. The man released her tits and grabbed clutch of the front of her blouse. Pulling both hands apart he sent the push button flying, and brought her skimpy two-piece 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 hand. He stared at her breasts like they were the lofty prize, then her bikini top fluttered to the background as he reached for them. Squashing them under his medal he moaned, `` Oh yeah, they 're tremendous. ``

Zoella knew they were grotesque, she 'd always been proud of her breasts, big and house, no hint of sag. Men always went raging over them, but they 'd never groped them without her permission. Now this guy was pawing them with no regard for her protests.

He pinched her nipples between thumb and index finger, then he stoop forward and began licking them, running his clapper around her liquid earth, flicking across her nipples.

Zoella loved it when her boyfriend played with her titmouse, but she hated the fact that this illegitimate child felt he could just tear her clothes off and slobber all over her knocker whenever he wanted. She hated it even more when she felt his teeth, nipping her flesh, and grinding across her nipple. She cried out after one particularly cruel morsel 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 flavour on his face he pressed the flat of the leaf blade against her bid left chest. Zoella was petrified, and she tried frantically to placate him. `` Please do n't, I wo n't do anything stupid again, you can burn my tits, I wo n't kick you, delight, '' she pleaded desperately.

He glared at her for a moment then growled, `` Hold still. '' He lowered the knife to her waist, then slid it between her shorts and pelt and began hacking through the textile, cutting down one leg of the short until it flapped costless. He did the same to the other side then, and Zoella 's shorts fell to the solid ground. She still wore her thong but was acutely aware of her defenseless ass pressing against the hard bump of the man behind her.

The knife was put to the dry land then, and the man 's apparel soon followed as he stripped off in figurehead of her. She gasped as his declamatory cock sprang free, already fully erect. She 'd read taradiddle in which the men all had –ten-inch cocks, but she 'd never believed they really existed. Surely he could n't fit that up her smashed cunt.

The man grinned at the expression on her face as he quickly finished disrobing. `` Now bitch, you 're gon na testify 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 hawkshaw looked even braggy, and Zoella knew she had to do something. She could give him a blowjob, sure enough, but she knew it would n't end there. He 'd want to have it off that matter up her cunt, and Zoella did n't think she could handle that, it would probably shoot her fragile slit apart.

'' You know what to do bitch, 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 peter in front of her, back and forth. He stepped forward, the head of his cock now barely touching Zoella 's sassing, as she ran her hands back to rub up and down his second joint. His cock pressed more insistently against her lips now and Zoella knew she had to bring in her move. Grabbing him behind the knees with both men she pulled forward sharply, at the Saami clip pushing against him with her fountainhead. His cock mashed up against her expression, but only for a moment before he fell heavily backwards.

She heard the clump 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 misstep and downfall on the trouser around his ankles, then she was in the woodwind instrument, crashing through bushes, desperately fleeing from the heavyweight cock.

***

She was n't fast enough though, her blouse kept snagging on branches, and she 'd tripped and fallen down several clip. Logan Saul of Tarsus grinned as he closed the gap between them. She 'd gain 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 priming coat. His cock was nestled comfortably between her nice round ass impertinence, and Zoella sobbed as she felt it there, knowing she 'd fumble her finally opportunity. There was no way to end them from raping her now.

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

Zoella was shocked - surely he could n't mean that literally. She 'd been so vex about being fucked by him that she had n't even considered that he 'd require to assfuck her. Her young man had wanted that a few clip but she 'd always refused, she thought it would hurt too much. She was soon to witness out she was right.

Her arms were labor backwards as Mount Logan Paul dragged the blouse off them, then threw it to the side. He grabbed the back of her G-string, yanking up on it. It dug painfully into her slit as he lifted her hips off the priming. Zoella moaned as he bounced her up and down a few times, then she grunted as the material gave way and she hit the reason again.

Then Logan St. Paul hauled her to her animal foot using her ponytail, then shoved her roughly against the nearest big tree, human face first. Pressing her against it with one helping hand on her upper back, he kicked her pes apart and stepped between them. Bending his knees, he grinned as his hawkshaw poked against her tightly puckered asshole.

Zoella squealed when she felt him there but her battle were unavailing. Logan Paul the Apostle thrust forward as hard as he could, straightening his legs as he did so. She screamed as her close anatomical sphincter gave way to the poisonous ravishment, and she felt herself lifted off the ground as her ass was stretched by the huge monster.

Mount Logan Apostle Paul groaned with pleasure at the sensation. The hot piffling brunette was struggling wildly with lone half his dick up her ass. God, she was so tight. He watched in delight as her conflict resulted in More of his hammer 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 breathing space back. `` Hey, are you fucking her ass, man ? '' he called out. `` No curiosity she 's making such a racquet. '' RiceGum walked up to Zoella and grabbed her Chin to turn her to confront him. `` Do you like having a big cock up your ass, love ? You do, do n't you ? '' he taunted.

Zoella 's moan were unintelligible as she tried to deny this while getting rammed from behind, so RiceGum teased her more than. `` I think she said she wants you to do it harder, Logan Apostle of the Gentiles. ``

Mount Logan Paul the Apostle was already doing her as hard as he could, as RiceGum stripped off the residue of his clothes. 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 mammilla into the tree. `` Stuck between a rooster and a heavy shoes, '' Mount Logan Paul the Apostle thought with a grin.

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

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

Logan Alice Paul was only too happy to share with his better ally, so he wrapped his arms around Zoella and stepped away from the tree. Keeping her impaled on his dick, he turned to front RiceGum. Zoella was up on her tiptoes, about of her weighting resting on the cock up her ass, forcing it even deeper.

RiceGum stepped up to her now and lifted both her legs up and out, as Logan Paul hugged her against him, his hands gripping her tits. RiceGum grabbed her buttocks in his hands, taking nearly of her weighting as he guided his dick into her cunt. With the question of his cock parting her delicate puss lips he thrust, filling her pussycat with one stroke, making her cry out again. RiceGum groaned as the smashed young snatch gripped his dick.

The pain in the ass of her first double penetration made Zoella squirm, giving even more pleasure to the men who filled her holes. They set about fucking her then, pumping their shaft in and out of her hot, offspring body. Zoella was n't the maiden lady friend that they had DP'ed together, and it showed as they set up their rhythm. They pushed and pulled the missy between them, coordinating their movements so that as one pulled out, the former would slam in.

The woods were filled with a din of speech sound, as Zoella 's groan, screams and call mingled with the furious grunts of the men who each tried to do outdo the former in condition of fucking her the hardest. Finally, with a tatty cry, Logan Paul the Apostle yelled, `` I 'm cumming ! '' RiceGum held Zoella to him, his hawkshaw trench inside her, as Logan Paul 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 rightfulness, my pecker still hard for you. ``

Letting her viewpoint then, he let his cock slip out of her puss. He then pushed her down on to her custody and knees, and dragged her over to a fallen log. Draping her over it he said, `` I 'm gon na get it on you like a dog now, slut ! '' Zoella 's ass was forced up in the air by the log, her cum coated buttocks 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 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 shield her face, but it was no use. RiceGum grabbed handle of her ponytail and pulled her straits up. Holding his other hired hand up to her mouth he ordered, `` Lick it clean. ``

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 return up. She thought he had too when he let go of her pilus, but then he picked up a big stick off the background and held it in front of her. `` lick my hand clean, bitch, '' he ordered again, `` Or else I 'll thrust this spliff so far up your ass, you 'll be able to taste it. ``

She really did n't have a alternative. Reluctantly, she lowered her cum smeared brass to his hand, and began lapping up the remaining splooge. The taste made her grimace, but she knew she had to keep. As she licked his handwriting, she felt his cock nudging once again between her cunt lips.

When his hands moved down and grabbed handle of her pelvis she braced herself, just in time, as he shoved brutally back into her pussy. Supporting herself on her work force and knees, she took his cock like a dog. She felt his hands reach out to savvy her tits then, using them almost like handles to add even more than power to the savage pound he was giving her.

Watching Zoella 's mortification had made Logan Paul hard again. There was still one More golf hole they had n't used yet too. Kneeling in front of her, he saw her center were squeezed tightly shut, and her rima oris gaped subject, emitting moans and groans with each of RiceGum 's push into her pussy.

Logan Paul pushed his dick between her lips, stifling a moan. Zoella 's eyes shot surface in surprise, but she knew better than to bite down. Pushing deeper into her mouth, Logan Paul timed his thrusts with RiceGum, this time thrusting in synchrony, so that her mouth and snatch were filled simultaneously.

Zoella gagged as the rooster struck the book binding of her throat, but she was incapacitated. Logan Apostle of the Gentiles had both of his hands on the English of her head, keeping her steady, while RiceGum mauled her tits and impaled her from behind. No attending was paid to her strangled cries as she struggled to get adequate air past the huge dick that filled her mouth.

Both men fucked her roughly, using her pussy and mouthpiece as if they owned them, not caring at all for the smell of the young lady they 'd made their fucktoy.

Finally she felt RiceGum stiffen his grip on her tits, squeezing them painfully as his hale soundbox stiffened, then he exploded with a gush of cum filling her slit. Logan Saul fucked her face for about another minute, until he too shot his load.

Crying out, `` Drink my cum, bitch ! '' he filled her oral cavity with his foul splooge. As the cocks were pulled from her abused consistency, Zoella collapsed exhausted to the ground, gasping for breathing place. She heard the men 's footsteps leaving her tail end, heading back to collect their own clothes, but RiceGum could n't jib one more taunt as they left her there, cum coated and naked in the woods, `` Same metre tomorrow, slut ? ``

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