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Fuck yeah.
Her eyes fall closed as she runs her fingers between her legs. With her free hand, she unties her bikini at the hip and what is nothing more than a small scrap of fabric falls to the floor.
Now that she’s completely nude, she really starts writhing to the music, grinding her hips with her arms in the air one moment, twisting like a snake, then alternating between playing with her tits and pushing her fingers between her bare pussy lips.
Ilya twirls his finger in the air. “There you go, baby. Turn around.”
She faces away, giving us a lovely view of her curvy ass, jiggling just a teeny bit as she writhes for us.
“Bend over,” Ilya says.
She looks back over her shoulder as if she didn’t understand him, but to her credit, she keeps dancing.
“You heard him,” I add.
So she slowly lowers her torso until her feet touch her toes, giving us a delicious view of her most private parts. From where I sit, I see her pussy glistening in the light coming through the window, and her pink asshole quivering from the air touching it.
She’s divine. I look over at Ilya, and he nods back at me.
What a treasure we’ve found.
Who knew that when we went after Abby’s dirtbag father that he’d be gifting us—intentionally or not—with such a gem of a daughter?
She starts to straighten up, but Ilya is having none of it. “Don’t,” he barks, getting up and walking over to her. He rubs the front of his trousers against her wet pussy, then pulls back and opens her cheeks further.
“Put your hands on the edge of the bed,” he directs, walking her over.
He opens his pants, and with no preamble, stabs his dick right inside her. She shrieks and then moans, and after a couple strokes, she’s pushing back against him like the horny little girl she is.
In moments, she’s slamming her hand down on the bed, bucking her head, coming violently and loudly. Ilya quickly follows, driving inside her one more time and holding himself there while emptying his load.
I’ll have to give him shit later for being a minute-man. But that’s what happens when you’re with someone like Abby. Someone so different and somehow more sexy than our usual fare.
He pulls out and tucks his dick back in his pants. Abby starts to straighten up too, but he pushes her back down.
“Your turn, brother,” he says with a nod in my direction.
Goddamn right it’s my turn.
As he passes me on the way back to his chair, ready to enjoy my show, he speaks quietly. “She can take it in the ass if you want it. I had two fingers in there and it drove her up the fucking wall.”
Fuck me. As if my cock isn’t already hard enough, I just about come in my pants. I pull myself out of a tangle of boxers and run a wet finger over her pretty little rosebud. To ensure Ilya isn’t bullshitting me, I pop a couple fingers past her tight ring and find little to no resistance. My sweet Abby is ready to get fucked in the ass.
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9
ABBY
I don’t knowwho I hate more—the guys or myself.
They’ve stolen from me—my vacation, my ability to get back to the States, my plans to return to school. Shit, my ability to walk down the damn street. I don’t even have a freaking passport anymore.
And I hate that Iwantthem, which makes me hate myself. Maybe even more than I dothem.
How do you crave someone who’s taken so much from you—unless you’re a fucking weak hypocrite? I should be repulsed by them, my captors. And yet my heart pounds every time I look at their handsome, criminal faces. My breath quickens every time they touch me. And I come so fast when they fuck me, it’s embarrassing.
I’m not like the other girls they’re used to, like the French sisters, who only care where the next party is. They haven’t spent enough time with women like me to know what to expect. And what I can do. I’m smart and I’m strong. I may not have seen much of the world thanks to my overprotective father, but I have good instincts. I can smell trouble.
