He was taking her for himself, Tara realized, this man mounting her so forcefully, his build dominating her small frame. He jutted his hips like a piston, a machine build for one purpose, the purpose now being fulfilled inside Tara's gripping, slopping cunt. The other men looked on as their leader took her body, and Tara looked into the fiery eyes that were taking her mind.

"Oh God Roy!" She cried with abandon, her heart fluttering, "Yes!" Tara bucked against him, but was pounded into the bed with a slam. Her clit screamed with delight.

He growled above her, grinding his pelvis into hers. He palmed one of Tara's heaving...