Hardcore Gangbang by Kink
The late afternoon sun bled honey-gold through the living room window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the silent, empty house. Vicky’s heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, a mix of thrill and terror as the first stranger, all smoldering eyes and confident stance, crossed the threshold. Then more followed, a tide of eight strong men whose presence suddenly choked the air from the room. Andrea’s furious descent was a tempest of betrayal, her threat to call their parents severed as a phone clattered to the floor, the sound final as a tomb. Rough hands seized her stepsister, and Vicky’s own protective cry was smothered as she was effortlessly pulled down into the crushing weight of bodies. The world shrank to the scent of clean cotton and warm skin, the harsh sound of their own panicked breaths, and the terrifying gentleness of a hand cupping her cheek, guiding her. A tear traced a hot path down Andrea's face, meeting Vicky's own as they were pressed together, a silent apology passing between them in their shared, helpless shame. The pressure was immense and everywhere, a suffocating blanket of muscle and intent that stole their strength and will. A strange, salty warmth flooded her mouth, a shocking intimacy that made her stomach clench, followed by the forced, tender horror of a kiss, the taste shared between them. As their bodies went limp, surrendered to the overwhelming current, the fantasy shattered, leaving only the hollow echo of the quiet house and the cold, sticky proof of their violation.
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