Tears of pain and humiliation coursed down Nancy's cheeks as Jose's lewdly searching fingers seemed to light a fire in her two helplessly impaled holes. Yet all the time she maintained her sucking and licking motions around Chico's lust-distended cock, her mouth making a wet sluicing sound as her head bobbed up and down. The big Cuban was making low, animal-like groans now as he felt his balls harden with the thick load of cum that he would soon jet into the humiliated blonde's hotly sucking mouth. But not yet. He wanted to make it last as long as possible - it might be his only opportunity with this luscious piece of ass. Christ! He could fuck his hot prick into her mouth all night, if only there was time. From his position on the car seat, he could see Jose twisting and rotating his fingers into her asshole and cunt, and the sound of her moans was like music to his ears. That was the way he liked it - when the chick protested, when he could force her to do things she'd never consent to normally. It made him feel more potent and alive than almost anything in the world. Reaching down, he gripped Nancy's head in his hands and forced it down hard onto his heavily throbbing prick, enjoying the choking sounds that rose from her throat as he screwed it in and out, in and out. Jose's middle finger was now lodged all the way inside Nancy's tiny asshole, and he circled it around lewdly, developing a rhythm between his two hands. He could feel Nancy's hot pussy juices begin to flow, and he knew that no matter how much she might protest, she was beginning to enjoy it. Indeed, the tormented reporter's wife, to her own surprise, was rapidly finding the fiery sensations in her womb and belly almost irresistible. Involuntarily, she began leaning backward into his hands, driving his fingers even farther up inside her belly. A torrent of desperate excitement was sweeping her away again, and as she felt it begin to overcome her, she gradually lost her fear. Nancy was consumed with the sharp lust that assaulted her from every side. Almost eagerly, she sucked on Chico's cock, like a child on a stick of candy. In spite of the dangers and degradations of what was happening to her, she was losing consciousness of everything except the irresistible sensations of sensual pleasure that coursed through her nakedly kneeling young body. She wanted to cum! She had to! She would explode with the need for release if she didn't cum soon. Greedily she sucked and pulled on Chico's thickly jerking prick as if, by some sexual osmosis, hastening his cum would also bring on her own. She wriggled her trembling asscheeks backward against Jose's hands, while her mouth pulled at Chico's huge cock like a tiny vacuum cleaner. And suddenly Chico was there! Groaning feverishly, he released a flood of warm white liquid cum into Nancy's hungrily milking mouth. On and on it came, and she struggled to take it all, down to the last drop. But just as her own cum was about to overwhelm her, only seconds later, Jose withdrew his fingers from the straining young wife's two lust-throbbing holes, leaving her empty and unfulfilled. She wanted to scream with rage and frustration, and Jose knew it. He smiled to himself. This was the way to break in a woman. He'd tried it before and it never failed. Keep her so hot that before long she'd be begging for it herself. Don't worry, my pretty little slut, he thought. You'll have many more chances tonight...

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