28. How much can I?
Louis finished everything quickly. He didn't come, and he just stopped. I saw how sweaty his body was and I saw his red face. He left the room and I heard how he drank of the wine. Liam grinning easily and replaced Louis place. He stood below me and he let his cock stroking me over my sensitive part.
"If I penetrate now, you wont feel anything." he whispered evil to me and grinned big. "I'll wait until your body thinks it's completed."
I let my face not show a single emotion. Liam rocked me back and forth. His dick was touching me lightly and I felt how hard he was. When I wasn't prepared, tossing the swing back toward him and he penetrated hard. I wanted to scream but instead I bit my lip and tried to collect myself. Liam groaned loudly and I felt how he filled me right up inside me. He moaned and I felt how he held my waist tighter. Instead of rocking me against him, he moved on the hips and I felt how he repeatedly filled me. Liam moaned loudly and he looked down over my body.
"Your pussy is perfect." he mumbled cold. "It's warm and wet. Damn, you're okay."
I swallowed and heard that Louis came back to us. He stood where I couldn't see him and I heard how he groaned.
"Take her hard!"
Liam smiled and began rocking me in his pace. I felt how he worked with his body and I saw how he flexed every muscle.
"I love to feel my cock inside her." he muttered and then looked at my eyes. "She's so fucking tight."
I don't know how long Liam was doing it to me. I ended up feeling nothing between my legs and I couldn't bother. I watched as sweat ran over his body and he loved what he did. His hard part was like an arrow straight into me, but I let that feeling go.
Louis showed up and he looked down at me. He bent down over my face and he kissed me cold.
"You don't like this huh?"
I didn't answer. I tried instead not to think, not feel and I didn't care anymore.
Liam did as Louis. When he reached that point when he could, he finished everything and released me.
"I was about to come." he muttered, looking down at his own dick. "It likes to move inside her, but it shall not come."
They left me and went into the kitchen. They drank more wine and they talked loudly about how good it was with pussies. I heard they started talking about the other girls, who had lived with them. I heard that they had kidnapped more than me and I closed my eyes directly. Why had no one told me this? I wasn't the first and I wasn't the last girl. Still, I wanted to put a stop to everything, but how?