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When I think he’s about to turn me around again and yank my pants down, he surprises me by roughly shoving me to the ground on my back.Thenhe grabs my pants and pulls them down around my knees.

Slapping my ass, he says, “Roll your legs to the side. Now.”

I do as he asks this time, my eyes dropping to his protruding hard cock. His button up keeps blocking it from my view as he moves about, but then he grabs the seam and rips it open. Buttons go flying, but he doesn’t care as he shrugs out of it and his jacket.

The rain soaks us, making his defined chest and washboard abs look glossy. And when he kneels before me, he holds my knees to the ground, guiding his cock into me without warning.

“Ah, fuck!” I scream. “Too much, too much.”

His other hand grabs my jaw, holding my head into the sandy ground as he thrusts deep into me and holds. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I clamp tightly around his thick dick. He’s so fucking big, and I can feel every goddamn inch of him.

“More,” I beg. “It’s what I deserve. Please.”

Pulling his hips back until just the tip is inside me, he waits a moment and then slams back into me. My bare hip digs into the twigs and pebbles beneath it, and I’m reveling in the pain. Grabbing the base of his cock, he pulls out of me completely, holding himself like an arrow before he sinks back in. He repeats this, my pussy filling with air and his cock.

Then he relentlessly fucks me until I’m moaning and sobbing at the same time. He’s so fucking huge I feel like my pussy is splitting wide open. A deep pressure builds in the pit of my stomach when the tip of him hits up against it with each inward thrust.

I sob when he slows to an almost unbearable pace. My pussy begging for him to go harder and faster again, needing to feel the pain some more.

“So fucking tight, Billie,” he says with a groan, slamming into me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant as he fucks me into the ground.

My eyes roll back again before they settle on someone walking toward us. A butt ass naked Michael Myers. Christian approaches us, his gloriously tattooed muscles flexing as he strokes himself. He’s been watching us, hasn’t he? Enjoying the show for a moment before he joins us.

Dropping to his knees beside my head, he grabs my jaw and forces me to look up at him while my body rocks beneath Zeke.

“Such a good fucking pet. You’re taking his dick so good, little hellfire.”

I whimper my cries of pleasure as I nod at Christian. He squeezes my cheeks until I open my mouth, then he glides the backside of his cock over it. I stick my tongue out, tasting the warm, hard flesh until I reach his balls.

Zeke’s punishing fingers on my hip make me scream out, ultimately widening my mouth where Christian can sink his cock in. I gag around the size of him, his piercing tickling the back of my throat.

“Goddamn, Z,” Christian gasps out with a groan. “Our girl’s holes are so fucking perfect, aren’t they?”

“They were made for us, brother,” Zeke replies, thrusting his hips harder and faster.

I can’t breathe, my body fighting back as I turn my head and pop Christian’s cock out of my mouth. My lungs burn as I inhale several deep breaths. Christian slaps me across the face with his dick over and over, smearing the tip against my lips.

And then Zeke stops altogether, pulling out of me. He yanks my pants and panties the rest of the way off, throwing them away from us.

“Up on your knees, sweetheart,” he instructs, slapping my ass.

Christian helps me to my knees as my tied wrists fight my balance. Once I’m on all fours, I move to my knees and act as if I’m going to take off my blouse. Zeke sees what I’m doing, untying the tie wrapped around my wrists, but he doesn’t expect me to punch him in the face when I’m free.

He stumbles back with a groan, holding his nose over the mask. Christian grabs for me, but I swing an elbow back and connect it with his nose, too.

“Fuck, Billie,” he groans out as he falls on his ass.

I scramble to my feet in a fit of laughter and take off running. The rain is pouring down on us now, making my blouse feel like it weighs a hundred pounds. I tear at it, pulling it over my head after I unstuck it from my skin. Then I yank my bra off and throw it into a pine tree as I pass by.

I don’t make it very far before Christian tackles me back to the forest floor, smashing my face into the ground. My scream echoes around us before I laugh, wiggling my hips to let him know how badly I fucking want it.

“You think you can fucking run from us, B? Huh!” he yells the last bit, grabbing my right leg to fold up.

His pierced cock centers at my pussy and then slams in nice and easy, sheathing himself as I cry out. He leans over me and wraps an arm around my neck and grabs my tit with the other.

When he falls out, he growls into my ear, “Put it back in.”

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