She needs to die at the betrayer’s feet.”Jessica launched herself at the man, but was struck down by the butt of one rifle. Someone shot, and only...then did she remember she was carrying a rifle. It was too late, and they were outnumbered, but she wouldn’t give up without a fight.She tried to bring her weapon up, but something was wrong. She couldn’t breathe. Her knees grew weak as she struggled to stay standing. The landing spun around her as she tried to focus on the men coming up to her. What. As he was coming down from his high, he kept telling her that he loved her and wanted to be with her forever. She always liked the complements men gave her. She kept his cock in her mouth until it became very soft and small. She continued to play with his balls as he repeatedly told her that he loved her. She had become so experienced in consuming her lover’s cum that she rarely spit any out. They dressed and went into the living room. It surprised her to see Mike sitting in a chair. Mike. I buried my face between them and squeezed them one by one. Them I took her up while smooching her and moved to the bedroom. I placed her on a sufficiently high dressing table.I removed her t-shirt and ran my hands over her beautiful bared naked boobs and navel to her shorts. I got rid of her shorts as well. She wasn’t wearing any panty. I slid my finger through and massaged over her pussy slit. She put out moans while our lips were sandwiched one on top of the other.Then I went down and kissed. And even without him, something told her that she needed to keep going.“Well, um… okay!” she said with mock confidence. “Here goes nothing, I guess.” She stood up, so her torso filled the screen, showing her tiny hoodie being stretched to the breaking point. Her nipples poked through the fabric, and the collar was ripped a little bit so she could get it over her chest. She held a pose for a few minutes, watching the response. And she could barely believe it.In a matter of seconds, her first.