"See? You can't lie, Kiana. You like it. You like how good it felt before, being bred from behind, having him c*m deep inside you. Risking everything. You wanted it then, and you want it now - even more than before."
"AHH!" The man thrust into her. Deep. The thick viscous c*m still coated her tight inner walls, and his hard c*ck packed the gooey semen inside her - stretching her and mixing that dangerously hot c*m all at the same time. She had never felt anything like it before.
"Oh, oh, ohhhhh..." She started to feel it again, that buildup inside, radiating from her hot p*ssy and up through her belly. Only it was quicker this time, with this new sensation roiling inside her receptive p*ssy. The brute atop her slammed harder and harder, quaking the bed and grunting like a wildman. He pounded Kiana's hips into the mattress like a stake into the ground.
Kiana, trapped between the man's thick arms and under his musky girth, could only wait for the inevitable. But she did not wait. Her hips bucked back, at first just a little. Then more. And more. Kiana began to meet his thrusts halfway, relishing the impact, the pressure, the feeling of being overwhelmed by his power.
"I can't believe I'm getting fucked like this..." She gripped his arms, her pale hands small on him, bracing herself against his thrusts and her impending climax. She mewled and grunted, her little feminine noises eclipsed by his deep masculine grunts above her. Her tits shivered, their nipples erect and hard. Her p*ssy endured the deep impacts, softened by the dangerous c*m being packed ever deeper inside her. And Kiana had only a single thought:
"I can't believe I like this!"
James was right. She felt herself getting close again. She felt his arms tensing under her fingers, his thrusts becoming ridged and wild. His grunts became bellows, his balls slapping her sensitive c*nt. James knew she made him wild. She knew her body was too much for him. She knew she was pushing him over the edge.
She knew it, and began to c*m because of it.
"I-I'm c*mm-AHHH!!" Kiana arched her back and screamed as her orgasm crashed over her.
Kiana felt his c*ck pulse - her clamping p*ssy felt strings of spunk shooting off deep into her, no doubt seeping into her womb. He rutted, gushing his hot spunk into her receptive hole, not pulling out, not caring about protection at all. And Kiana wrapped her legs around him as her orgasmic c*nt milked him for every drop.
Kiana was still quivering and panting when the man finally pulled out of her. He left a trail of semen in his wake, clinging to her reddened and slimy p*ssy lips.
"Ohhhh god..." Kiana groaned as her legs dropped from him, too exhausted to even lift them. Lying there she tried to catch her breath. Her p*ssy tingled from where the man had been slamming himself into her, and she felt she was burning despite all the sweat clinging to her naked body. Her p*ssy felt as though it was filled with liquid fire.
"Must be all their c*m in me..." Kiana thought, feeling it shifting and oozing as she ground herself into the bed.
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James chuckled behind her. "Still haven't had enough, Kiana? Looks like you want more inside you."
"I... uhhh..." Kiana shivered as a dollop of sperm emerged from her fucked hole and drooled over her cl*t. "I can't... take anymore..."
"Oh, I'm going to make sure you can," He rolled the limp girl onto her belly. C*m sloshed heavily inside her. James spread her still-sensitive a*s, looking at her fiery p*ssy. "Hmmm, yeah, you're pretty full aren't you? Must like the feeling of all that c*m working its way inside you, huh?"
Kiana stopped her grinding against the bed. It was dangerous for her to stay with c*m soaking deeper and deeper into her too-fertile womb, but she didn't move. She couldn't move. Or rather, she wouldn't move. Nor reply to James.
"Not quite convinced about liking your breeding yet?" James asked. Kiana felt him grip her waist and roll her over again. Now on her back, Kiana saw the men looking down at her - two relaxed and satisfied, and one with burning eyes. "Just look at yourself, Kiana."
She complied. With difficulty, Kiana lifted her head and surveyed her splayed, tired body. Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths, her pink nipples jutted from her flushed breasts. Glistening sweat painted all across her chest and belly, and between her spread legs her mound's trimmed hair was matted with sweat and semen.
Kiana didn't have to see her p*ssy to know it was utterly drenched with c*m, or to know that her p*ssy lips were openly inviting more -Her desire surged between her legs, and she was getting hot again with James between her legs.
"He is right... I do want this..." Her eyes found James's, his regal c*ck held firm in his slow-stroking hand. Kiana looked up into the eyes of the foreman she once despised, and spread her legs wider for him.
"Finally!" The foreman exclaimed, praising the helpless woman while grabbing her hips again, "Took you long enough to come around." He drug her towards him on the bed. With his knees he spread her legs further and planted his arms like stakes on either side. Kiana breathed harder as her eyes followed him mounting her.
He stroked his great member down her mound, the precum trailing to her whitewashed p*ssy. He brushed his c*ck up and down her gooey slit - she moaned softly, heart pounding so fast in her chest, not from fear but from want.
The head of James's c*ck caught the entrance of her saturated p*ssy. The tip slipped in. With a gasp Kiana gripped either side of his chest, her body forgetting how tired it was. He looked down on her, into her upturned eyes, and with a triumphant smirk he thrust himself completely in.
Kiana's p*ssy already overflowed with c*m. It had been slowly trickling down her a*s ever since James turned her onto her back, though most had remained spreading inside her belly.
But as the foreman thrust himself into her, the sea of spunk inside her squelched and gushed out of her tight hole around his invading member that reached further than the others. There was no room for the other men's inferior c*m. As he bottomed out inside her, their loads flooded over her p*ssy lips like an overfilled cup. He began pumping the remains of his competition out of Kiana's saturated p*ssy in broad, filling strokes.