Nightmare holiday

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Renee couldn't take her eyes away. The girl's panties were around her ankles. She was squeezed in a human sandwich between two men. Behind her, the man was guiding his huge penis into her ass with his hand. His face was hideous, twisted. Renee didn't want to look. But she couldn't take her eyes away.

Dimly, in the background, she heard the whir of the movie projector, smelled the sweat and cologne that permeated the room. Inside she was sick. She'd never dreamed it would be anything like this. And still she couldn't stop looking.

On the flickering movie screen the girl's mouth was open. She was screaming, or saying something, or crying. Renee couldn't tell which since there was no sound with the movie. Slowly, the girl's butt caught the man's rhythm and jerked with it, cramming the huge prick in inch by inch.

The camera swept over her jolting hips and settled on the prick in front. The dark, swollen head nestled in her black pubic hair. It was still wet, shiny from the girl's mouth. She had been sucking it only moments earlier as the men stripped her.

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