The man behind her slammed hard at her bruised buttocks and the lovely feel of his screwing prong ignited her again! Carol felt the burning glow of passion spreading through her veins again. Her tired muscles became strong and supple again as she began to shake her bottom and thrust back, helping the faceless man ram his punishing column into her until his heavy balls swayed and rubbed against the dripping lips of her gorged cunt.
"Hurry up, man, I'm hard again and I want some more!" She heard the voice beside them but she was too intent on her work to even bother turning her head.
"Tough luck, pal. I just got started and she's gonna be busy for a long time!" The man inside her gripped her hip bones and pulled her closer, forcing a shuddering grunt of agreement from Carol's slack, tired lips.
"I can't wait that long," the second man said. Then he paused and chuckled. "Well, if one end is occupied, I guess I'll take the other."
Carol whimpered as her head was lifted away from the pillow and a hairy, male form slipped in under her. The hand in her hair relaxed and the aroused woman found her face pressed against the man's groin. His erect cock rubbed against her cheek and in her thick hair. "You'd better get with it, honey. You're just going to have to double up if you're going to take care of all the stiff dongs that are waiting for you!"
Before she could even think about it, Carol's wet tongue slithered out of her mouth and she was greedily lapping at the heavy balls that hung below the upright staff. She heard the man's pleased grunt and when he raised his pelvis, she carefully, meekly began to suck them, moving from one firm orb to the other until each was warm and slick with her saliva.
The hand pulled her head up again and Carol eagerly opened her tired lips as he fitted his swollen crown between them. The hand pulled her head down until she had a mouthful of his cock. The bloated glans pressed against the back of her throat and she was afraid that she would choke. She tried to slip her hand around the wet stem to stop it, but her hand was slapped away.
"You just eat me, chick. I'll decide when you can breathe!!!" Carol whimpered. But she made no move to stop him. She loved the harsh sound of his voice and gloried in his fierce dominance of her. "Now suck me off, baby, while Larry there polishes that fat ass of yours!"
The hand guided her, making her head bob over his lap, forcing her pretty lips up and down the wet bar of flesh. Her belly was in an uproar. She felt the hard, penetrating strokes of the cock in her gripping sheath and the sparks of pleasure drove her on. Forcing her to suck deep and open her throat as the second cock jammed into her. Making her dream that the two stalks would keep worming and tearing at her until they met in the middle of her body and exploded, filling her completely with cum!!!
"Oh man, oh man, but she's good. Can you see her suck? Aggghhhh, she's going to turn me inside out!!!" The man behind Carol didn't answer. But his pace picked up, shaking her wiggling, sweating body as his belly slammed into her. Carol felt the long, gut pulling contractions and knew that another orgasm was welling up inside her. Another climax! She would go mad if she had to cum again. She'd lose her mind!
Despite her fears the lush bodied brunette shook and rolled her bottom. The stretching motion of the cock inside of her pulled and teased her burning clit until… "Agghhiiee!!!" She screamed and moaned around the thick cock in her throat and the vibrations of her scream were more than the man could stand!
"Jesus Christ, aggghhh!!!!" The slippery cock began pumping the hot cum directly down her throat and Carol would have gagged if she hadn't been able to back off until she could suckle at the spurting tip alone. He groaned and fucked her bubbling lips in short jabs as Carol squealed and swallowed her way through her own mind bending orgasm, shaking and rolling her tortured body madly!
The beautiful woman's hot love sheath clamped hard around the fat pole that was snapping in and out. It milked and sucked at the prick until he couldn't stand it. Her efforts were rewarded by a hot gush of semen that filled her and ran out of her writhing bottom in a thick, clinging stream!
Suddenly the cock in her mouth and the one inside of her pulled away, leaving Carol feeling hollow and deserted. But not for long. Another pair of of naked thighs slipped inside of hers and Carol whimpered in pain as a finger began to smear the slick cum that dripped out of her over her raw little anus. "Hold her steady, boys. I want to see what her tight ass feels like this time. Hold her down for me!"
Neither of them spoke, neither of them looked at one another as the car hummed along the shady streets. Carol was slumped against the door, staring sightlessly at the passing houses. The young woman was dry eyed because she had no tears left to shed.
Each time that the car hit a bump, the beautiful policewoman winced. Her body was sore and her insides felt bruised and bumped as if the powerful cocks that had entered her had torn her and rearranged her organs. She was also shamefully aware of the sticky cum that washed about inside her stretched vagina. How many men's seed was in her now?
Carol didn't realize how far they had gone until Sergeant Miller brought the car to a stop in front of her house. She heard him chuckle and felt something pressed in a lifeless hand. Looking down Carol realized that he'd given her the pictures! Before the stunned brunette could speak, Miller killed the hope that was coning to life in her defiled body.
"Relax, baby, I've still got the negatives. Those are just to remind you of our deal." He grinned then spoke again, his hand moving slowly, possessively on her wrist. "I won't see you tomorrow morning. I've got the night watch for a few days. But I'll be in touch. You can count on that."
Woodenly, Carol got out of the car and walked stiffly toward her door. Each step she took stung her and she felt the awful mixed cum oozing out of her, despite the wadded hankie she had pushed into herself to stop the flow. She didn't even turn to look back when she heard the car pull away.
Inside the house, Carol only paused long enough to make a quick phone call before she hurried into the bath and started her shower. The beautiful woman tore her soiled and wrinkled clothing away from her body as she tried to forget everything!
Carol had finished her shower and sat on the sofa drying her hair when the bell rang. "I came just as fast as I could, darling," Doris said as she came into the room. The pretty little blonde looked at Carol. Her warm, concerned eyes helped the younger woman keep a firm grip on herself as she wordlessly handed her the envelope.
For what seemed like years, the little blonde stared at the pictures, going over and over each one. Finally she slipped them back in the envelope. "Who has the negatives?"
"Miller has them," Carol answered, refusing to lose control. "He says that he'll turn them over to the Police Internal Affairs investigators if I don't… do favors for him." Her self-control was beginning to crack… "He's turning me into a whore, Doris. It's going to destroy me. But I have to do it! I can't let anyone else see those!" Suddenly her eyes were full of tears and she almost screamed with despair, "Help me, Doris! Help me find a way out of this!!!"
"Ohhhh, poor baby. Don't cry. Of course I'll help you," the little blonde crooned at her. "You look so tired, dear. Did they hurt you?" Carol nodded, feeling like a lost child. "Show me your bedroom, darling, I'll give you a nice rubdown while we talk. Just leave everything to me honey, I can help."
Carol pointed the way and allowed herself to be led into the room, she made no protest when the robe was pulled away from her body and she was pressed down on top of the cool, smooth sheets. Doris left her for a few moments and Carol was so exhausted that she drifted into an uneasy, troubled half sleep. Only to be awakened by cool lotion being spread over her flesh by the older woman's warm, knowing hands.