Aftermath: A Purge story (closed for Cum_Inside)

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Jared Stone sighted his target, pulled the pistol from his suit and fired 3 rounds center mass. He paused, replaying every movement and motion in his mind looking for a way to improve, but that's what he always did. His father had taught him that anything can be improved upon.

Putting the gun back he looked over his other toys for the night. In addition to the gun he would be using a cold forged double bladed short sword, which was easy to carry but still longer than a knife. His suit was good for a knife slash but he wasn't planning on wearing it anymore. Months and months of building up to this moment had Jared revise and re-revise his plans.

When plans changed, gear changed.

He now had zip ties, tape, paracord, even a rolled tarp all in the back of a car that would make Batman cream his rubber pants. Jared was assured it was "The Most Expensive Car in the world" and with an 8 figure price tag it was hard to doubt. The windows were rated to stop anything that wasn't better than Military grade 7.62mm Rifles rounds. Bank tellers weren't this safe. The guns both had face recognition and auto focus technology to target and track independent targets. Jordan didn't have a ton of ammo for them, but wanted them more as a defense system if he got surrounded.

He checked his watch, then decided to get geared up in his military grade armor just to focus his nervous energy. In less than an hour the Annual Purge night would begin and this time he wasn't going to spend it in an armored mansion with nameless victims being served up on a platter. Tonight he was going to earn his kills, take lives and know the training, workouts, preparation and money were worth the investment.

Tonight, he'd bloody and clean his claws...
 
Harmony.jpg chewed her lip nervously as she slipped into her runners after work. Although her shift was completed at eight, there was nobody to hand off report to tonight; it was Purge night and everyone would either be locked up safely in their homes or out on the streets taking advantage of the lawless night. The official alarm went off at ten signalling the beginning of what was typically a nightmare for most people. Most people prayed they hadn’t pissed anyone off that year because tonight, well, anyone could take advantage of that (or even just because they wanted to) and do whatever they damn well pleased, no crime too aggregious. Harmony hated the Purge, disgusted with the human beings that had decided to bring it into existence, and disagreed with everything it stood for. Purge nights were an attempt to decrease civilizations’ crime per capita, with one night per year that individuals could take their mounting stress and aggression in any and every way they could ever imagine. Sick, sick people roamed the streets and there was no telling what you were in for. Nobody was safe. The Purge had not decreased crime rates at all - as a matter of fact, they soared. The government had declared that murder and rape and thievery were all excusable offences one night per year and the world seemed to take that as a free pass for the remaining 99% of the time. It was true that punishments were less substantial now even if the legal system pretended nothing had changed.

It made her want to be sick.

Better to just avoid it all and lock herself away in “the vault” her fiancé had built last year to protect them. Cameron was a welder by trade and had been squirrelling away various resources he claimed would make their hideaway indestructible before finally putting all the steel and glass together to build them a defensible hideout forty feet underground. It wasn’t state of the art or super modern like the upper echelon who had the money to put into it but it looked sturdy enough - more so than the single oak door that typically stood between them and the outside world on a daily basis. That would stop nobody from getting in if they really wanted to.

The Panic Room might.

Having it certainly made her feel better, though this was the first year they would be trying it out.

As she drove through the streets, seemingly empty other then those loading up at liquor stores or ammunition depots, Harmony kept careful watch on the clock. It was almost nine and she had time but traffic was pinched up on the toll bridge and that took a fair bit to get through - tonight it was only functioning with the city’s electronic pass and not offering the cash option, so she dug through her purse until she found the card. She’d been sitting in the line for twenty minutes and each second made her more and more nervous even though she realized she still had a slight safety window.

She relaxed when she was off the bridge and almost out of the city but her heart sunk when she rounded a turn only to find the exit she usually took home was blocked off due to an accident. Some people started their evenings early and she wondered if this was one such occasion of intentional behaviour to derail someone’s night or if they had just been truly unfortunate.

“Oh come on,” she muttered to herself.

Time was ticking away. Cameron was likely panicking, wondering where she was. She texted that she was on her way but had to take a slightly longer way home and he quickly responded with a “hurry up, baby.”

She was trying.

When she finally made it to the last major street before her home, just two minutes away now, she let out a sigh of relief. It was 9:46 but it was enough time to get inside and lock herself away with Cameron. She was almost there.

Except for the sudden and startling explosion that went off about fifteen feet away sending debris from a vehicle hurtling through the air and straight through her passenger side windshield and all over the road. She was unhurt but couldn’t help the frightened scream that burst forth, heart hammering away inside her. Taking a few minutes to settle herself down, Harmony realized she’d have to make the five minute walk on foot. She could make it if she at least jogged. Better to run.

Grabbing her wallet and cellphone, Harmony tucked them into her jacket and made a break for it, carefully weaving around the flaming shrapnel. Clearly someone had placed a car bomb because there was graffiti on the pavement behind the car that read “get fucked, you selfish bastards. Make this country great again - only the strong survive!”

She thought about that as she ran.

Watching the stop sign to her tiny little dead-end street come into view, Harmony smiled. She was almost to it when there was commotion behind her. Her pace slowed as she turned her head, morbid curiosity taking over even though she’d rehearsed the line “never look back” in her head all day long.

She didn’t even have the chance to lock eyes on what was going on before something hard struck her in the side of the temple and her vision went black.
 
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When Harmony started to come to, she heard the muffled hum of an engine, realizing she was bound with ties at her wrists and ankles. She was free to scream but it was clear she was probably in the trunk of a car. That would be confirmed when the vehicle stopped, muffled sounds of voilence and bullets hitting the car but nothing making it through to her.

Sounds of fighting and more shooting.

After a moment the vehicle drove on for a bit longer, and the way Harmony's body moved and shifted made her think they were taking turns and going down somehow. Finally the vehicle came to a stop. The sounds outside the vehicle as the driver got out and started doing some things echoed as if they were in a large empty room.

A few moments of silence and then music started playing...

The Trunk opened again and the man was out of his armor, or most of it, simply said "She's awake!" Yanking Harmony by a collar around her neck he pulled, forcing her to roll with the movements so as not to just be strangled to death, and dragged her across glazed cement floor to a table that he forced her to bend over as he pulled her wrists across and secured to one of the rings welded to the edge.

He walked to an expensive looking video camera on a tripod and turned it on so that Harmony was looking at the front lens as it recorded her every emotion. The man still hadn't really talked to her as he walked back around and checked something, then walked back and adjusted the camera clearly wanting to record the best angle and then hit a zoom feature.

"What's your name?" He asked, looking up at her without a mask. His scruffy face and dangerous eyes boring into his own as he waited for an answer.

-=-=-=- 20 Minutes Earlier -=-=-=-

Jared had accidentally found out that his ex was in town for purge night. She's always been a bit of a psycho but he never stopped loving her. Even as she broke his heart, then left the man she's cheated with asking him to take her back. Even when she dumped him to move in with the one person he couldn't stand, the Politician's son who just lived off Daddy's money and didn't even respect his own wife - now they were having her move in just so he could have two women to fuck on a whim?

And they were tweeting all the things they were going to do at home like morons. And Jared was going to be his revenge two fold. Maybe even three or four fold. As he drove down the street and parked just a few blocks down from the secure building Ryan lived in he got ready to hear that alarm. Once that alarm rang he was going to start his attack - he was ready to go in and kill Ryan and anyone who tried to stop him. He'd give their guests the chance to leave and then fuck Sarah to death. Maybe even Ryan's wife, but that would just a bonus.

He waited, watching and then he heard a woman cry out. Male instincts took over and he saw a woman laying on the street, three other girls standing over her. One of them was shouting "What the fuck, Becky? That was too soon! I'm not doing anything illegal."

Becky shook her head, red and purple locks whipping around like snakes, "5 minutes before or 5 minutes after who gives a fuck? I wasn't about to let this bitch get home to Cameron. He's mine."

Suddenly the sirens blared and before he realized it, Jared was already walking towards the woman. He was going to kill a lot of people tonight, so why not start now?

Becky said, "Now we just need to have some fun and you make me look all beat to shit so that Cameron has to open the door for me."

"Becky!" The blonde girl shouted, pointing over her friend's shoulder. When Becky turned around Jared shrugged saying, "Why wait?" And threw a punch right into Becky's face.

-=-=-=Now=-=-=-
The three girls were a little tougher than Jared had thought, and he had killed one by shooting her in the back as they ran to a house and started banging on the door and begging for help. Jared assumed that was the Cameron guy at the time and had realized the girl on the ground was cute in a classical sense. He zipped her up and took her back to his car.

He debated going through with his original plan, killing Ryan and raping the sister-wives but he'd decided to return to the HQ and give his equipment a test run. If he had to kill this girl before fucking her, he'd know what he needed to do to make sure Sarah got every inch of dick coming to her. And that's where this girl came in... or where he came in this girl.

Jared smiled as he watched his subject asking again, "What's your name?"
 
Everything was blurry and her head throbbed painfully. Waking with a groan, Harmony soon realized she could not move very much, confined to a small dark space. Whatever it was, it felt like she was moving and it made her want to be sick all over again. She was actually surprised she hadn’t tossed her cookies already. Was this a car? Had someone abducted her from mere metres outside her home?

A sudden influx of light and sound assaulted her as a ruggedly handsome man popped the trunk and spoke to her, wicked smile in place. Her pulse picked up, scared of what this stranger might do with her. Giving her little time to consider escape routes, he gathered her up with a choking grasp and in short order she was fastened to a long table with her belly resting against the surface and her wrists restrained as he bent her in half over it.

She could not move or struggle and with horror she saw the video camera set up to record her every scream.

“Please... please don’t do this. My name is Harmony and my fiancé is waiting at home for me. Please don’t hurt me,” she entreated, fixing him with wide green eyes.
 
"Is Cameron your Fiance?" Jared asked, watching her reaction to the name live, knowing it would be on video forever. Or until he deleted the files.

In that moment Jared wondered if he would end up making a habit of it, the thrill already making him hard with desire. This woman was at his every mercy. I thought came to him, like a dark storm that swept in. He was still planning on killing this woman, and these would be her last words so why not dig deep.

Jared walked around behind Harmony, his blade moving to cast a little extra light on her face and into her eyes. "You have a nice body, Harmony. Very nice." He slid his hand across her back, feeling the warmth of her skin under her shirt. Then the curve of her rear, more warmth and a he thought he could even sense her fear.

"I was training twelve hours a week for this night. Fifty weeks, that's like." He paused to do the math, "Shit. A lot of hours. Do you work out, Harmony?" Before she could answer he pulled off his belt and used it to secure one of her bound legs to the bolted and secured metal table leg. Her ankles were still bound and once done he let his hands explore the back of her legs, all the way back up to her hips.

Fingers laced into the waist of the back of her jeans and she could feel him rub a bulge against one of her butt cheeks...
 
So that was how it was going to be.

It was definitely stupid, but adrenaline made people do ridiculous things at times. She struggled against him weakly as he worked to secure her while she could still do anything to fight, ignoring his sick words about her body. She didn’t feel like answering him but the noticeable tense of her muscles when he mentioned Cameron’s name even on an instinctual level must have been answer enough.

“What do you know about me?” She spat. “I don’t have to tell you a damn thing. You’re going to kill me anyway apparently, so just get it over with.”

She was convinced that was the truth. Nothing mattered now, not really, not with this man brandishing a glinting silver knife in front of her face and pressing his admittedly large bulge against her backside. If he thought it was going to be easy he was mistaken - she’d have to make him work for this kill even if it sounded like he’d been working hard in the gym for months in preparation. She was no match for him physically but she would make it very clear his touch disgusted her.
 
"So you want me to just kill you? Fine." Jared said, taking his knife and placing it against Harmony's back. "But first, I'm going to give you a reason for wanting to die." He cut hard, the waist of her jeans pulling against her for a moment and then giving way painfully.

Putting the knife down he ripped at her jeans and under garments tearing them open to expose her to the cold air. He paused, just long enough for her reactions to be recorded on the camera then slapped her rear growling, "Such a fine ass. A girl like you, probably doesn't take it up the ass too often."

He was opening his belt, then his tactical pants and moments later he was pressing his hot prick against her exposed ass. "I'm going to rape you, Harmony. You know that, right? You're boyfriend's dick will not be the last one to ever be inside you." He leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Mine is the last dick you'll ever feel. And once I cum inside you, I'm sure you'll have a real reason to want to die." Then kissing her ear he rose back up and paused again, enjoying the prolonged moment being captured on film.
 
The air left her in a rush. Being so bold was probably going to bite her and that all became clear when he cut her jeans open to access her bottom. It struck her that she had been stupid to imagine he would just get this over with and not take everything he could from her, but Harmony began to buck her shoulders and back against him as much as she could in her restraints fearfully. She didn’t want to be raped! She would rather die. The thought of being left a bloody mess with his cum dripping out of her was absolutely disgusting and she shivered in terror, gritting her teeth.

Listening to the way he described everything he planned to do to her made it worse. How deep voice rumbling in her ear very explicit things that she had never even had nightmares of made her whole body tense and the hair on the back of her neck rose.

She wanted to tell him how she really felt but she was scared now that she realized what she had been thrown into that she would only make it worse for herself.

She begged him to stop, pleading and crying for him to change his mind.

Harmony didn’t want to die.
 
She was begging him to change his mind, but she had no choice. The thrill of power over this woman, her body and her cunt made him feel like one of the gods. Licking his fingers he rubbed Harmony's pussy, then licked and rubbed again.

Without another word he held his cock at her entrance and shoved forward until he was balls deep in this woman he'd never met. He wanted nothing more than to just pump his hips in and out of his conquest and fill her with his seed, filling her with his child, knowing it would happen no matter what she wanted to say or do about it.

Instead he leaned over her again, eyes darting to the camera as he whispered in her ear, "I'm inside you, Harmony. Feel me, inside you." He could only pump his hips shallowly, so he did just that. Slowly letting the last few inches of his dick come back before shoving back in. "Feel that? That's my dick in you. It's in you, baby. It feels good in your cunt."

Out of passion more than punishment he kissed Harmony's neck as he continued to slowly pull and push only a few inches each time. He forgot about the camera, forgot about her screams and words. For now, he just enjoyed his moment in power drunken Heaven.
 
Harmony tried to hold back her tears, refusing to let this man see his power over her. She ducked her head against the table with her chin against her chest, trying not to see what was going on. His words painted enough of a picture and she had no choice but to acknowledge the way his hips pelted against her ass as he fucked her, fingernails curled into her palms hard enough to draw blood.

She could feel every single ridge, vein, inch of his cock as he penetrated her. His tactical pants brushed against the back of her thighs and bum on every drive but it did nothing to banish the pain of each battering thrust against her cervix. He had a large cock that spread her open around him forcefully, aching and laborious in her dry pussy. The first sob broke loose when his balls settled against her ass, hips snapping against her body and causing her voluptuous lower cheeks to jiggle in synch with his thrusts.

She stopped begging, quiet sobs heaving her shoulders instead. She would not give him the satisfaction of answering him.

The kiss against her neck almost burned more than the ruthless way he fucked her so animalistically.

She tried her best to ignore his words but they settled deep into her brain. His breath was minty and sharp and his rumbling baritone would probably be imprinted on her forever if there was any chance to leave here alive.
 
Jared began to feel himself reaching that peek sooner than he'd been used to. He'd plowed many women in his life, and knew how to slow down and speed up to make sure she would cum first, but this was different.

He pulled Harmony's hair so the camera would see her face and he picked up pace and spoke directly into Harmony's ear. "I love this fucking cunt! You have such a nice cunt! I want to... I want..." He couldn't hold back and thrust deep letting his seed errupt from his cock and flood deep into Harmony.

"Oh! Oh, Fuck!" Jared said as more of his jizz blasted into her. "Oh FUCK!!" He shouted, thrusting as deep as he could and pressing so that all of his cum was flooding Harmony.

When the last drops of his seed were spent he fell upon her back and kissed her neck, "'That was the best fuck I've ever had." Kissing her again.
 
She had never been so happy that a man had achieved orgasm. Hopefully now this nightmare would end and he would just kill her. Surely with his seed dripping down the inside of her thighs he would be sated.

Her terrified eyes reflected pain when his hand yanked her skull up to focus on the camera, eyes locking on the single little lens she could see looking back at her.

“Kill me now. You’ve had your fun,” she said, still more sickened with his kisses her her skin more so than his weight over her back holding her down. It felt intimate and she hated it.
 
"No." Jared said to her request, "I want to fuck this fine ass." He pulled out, finally, letting his cum slowly seep from Harmony.

"You will just have to wait. There is another that you were hudt the warm up for." He kissed her neck again. "I needed that." Slapping her ass Jared put his pants back on. "I'll be back soon. "

And from there he got in his car and drove back out into the night.
 
Just when she thought it could not get worse, her captor left her to dread the thought of him coming back to take what she had never given away before. Harmony had never been into anal and Cameron had complained once or twice but it had never been a problem. Now it seemed that it was whether she liked it or not. She regretted her reticence.

The quiet was the worst. Laying there on the table trying to keep her tear-stained face away from the camera as she focused on calming her breathing, there was nothing to do but wait. Her restraints were too tight for her to escape and she had no recourse; the only option was to accept her horrible luck and wait for him to return for her and pray that he might take mercy on her.

Everything in her screamed that those were only far-away dreams.

“I’m sorry Cameron. I’m so fucking sorry baby. I love you,” she finally whispered, defeat seeping into her voice. She knew he would never see this but something about expressing that to the camera made her feel a bit less burdened.

She’d said what she needed to.

She was certain it wasn’t a case of if she would die but when.
 
It was almost 2 painful hours before Jared returned, clothes and armor covered in blood. He pulled the body of a limp woman that he chained to a metal pole along the far wall. Turning he faced Harmony again.

"Don't worry, this is just my ex, Ally. Don't worry, I plan to do the really bad things to her... But." He picked up some lube from what looked like a tool bag and started to open his trousers again. "Now, I made you a promise."

Jared stood behind Harmony, pouring the lube over his cock. A bit more down the crack of her ass and then it was time to do what he'd promised. Spreading Harmony he positioned the head of his shaft to her backdoor.

"Do you like your ass fucked?" Jared asked, pushing into Harmony until his cock was pressed to her clit. "Oh, fuck! It's so tight!" he started to make long strokes, always leaving the tip in but letting his full length fill her rear.
 
This time she did scream, loud sound bursting free from her mouth as her sobs were renewed. He’d made no bones about it and even though he did use some lube she really wasn’t granted much reprieve before he stretched her virgin anal cavity around his cock, moaning and grunting above her while Harmony stared transfixed at the unconscious woman. Her ass hurt like nothing ever had; it felt like someone had shoved a burning hot poker up her rectum and left it there to smoulder. Harmony imagines she was probably pretty torn and bleeding.

She was really shaken up. If this didn’t classify as bad things she didn’t know what did. The thought amped up her fear level even farther.

“Are you happy?” She asked raggedly.

“What kind of a monster are you to even think about behaving this way? You’re one sick fuck,” she slurred, feeling like she might pass out from the pain of his abrupt entry into her rear door.
 
"It feels so fucking good. You're just my practice fuck. I'm going to fuck my ex until she can't take it, then fuck her more." Jared pulled Harmony's hair so she could look at the camera. "You feel me in your ass, don't you? You feel this big fat dick up your ass! Admit it. Admit that I'm fucking you up the ass!"

He started to thrust harder, his weight on her back, grunting in her ear as he forced himself into her backdoor over and over again. "Tell your man how it feels to be fucked by me. Tell him how much it hurts." He pulled her hair so the camera could record every wince and whimper.

Slowing down Jared slowly caught his breath, "I could fuck you all night... unless you beg me to cum in your ass. Beg me to stop by cuming in your fucking ass!" He put a hand on he shoulder to hold her as he shoved even harder, his cock going deeper than anything ever had before. "Oh yes! Beg me to cum! Beg me to stop by flooding your nice fucking ass!" He was now hammering her butt with his hips, close to exploding but holding off until he got what he wanted.
 
Harmony whimpered. He wasn’t giving her a choice but to do exactly as he asked to stop this punishment momentarily. She wasn’t stupid enough to think that it would be over so soon, but it might distract him long enough for the ache to settle into more a dull roar as opposed to a sharp stab every thrust.

Her ass was raw and surely bleeding. If he came inside her it would probably hurt like nothing else as the salty semen seeped into those wounds, but...

“Please cum,” she choked. “Please cum in my ass. It fucking hurts and I want your slimy hands off me! Hurry up and finish. Please,” Harmony cried. “Your rotten prick in my ass is the worst thing I’ve ever felt.”
 
"Yes. You're such a fucking slut!" Jared said, thrusting hard to experience as much pleasure through her pain as possible. "You know you like it. You know you want it, whore."

He shoved more and more, the girl chained to the room starting to come to and focused on what Jared was doing. She wanted to cry out but the gag in her mouth prevented.

"Don't worry Ally, I'm... still going to... to... Oh fuck!" He pressed hard sending a torrent of semen into Harmony's rear. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Three more waves of cum shot into her and Jared pulled out almost right away. Slapping Harmony's ass he walked around, cum dripping from the tip of his big dick, and turned off the camera.

"That was great, Harmony. But now, it's Alyson's turn to get fucked." he looked to the short and curvy redhead, "First thing's first. We need to cut those clothes off." He started getting to work on stripping his ex down to nothing, making Harmony seem very overdressed.
 
She couldn’t describe the immense relief when he pulled out and left her a dirty mess, pink blood-tinged cum dripping from her abused little hole. It had indeed like a son of a bitch just as she had predicted but at least it was over. For now. Harmony could let go of her nerves for a few minutes while Jared directed his attention to his ex and not Harmony.

His humiliation of her meant nothing now.

The camera caught everything; the slippery tip of his dick with a decent sized bead of blood clinging to the underside of the head. It caught the way Harmony’s head lolled to the side against the cold steel table and tried to focus blearily on the other girl. It might be terrible but Harmony was grateful for her presence because it meant that Jared was no longer torturing Harmony.
 
Ally struggled as much as she could, but in the end Jared had her naked. She was a small breasted woman with wide hips and no pubic hair. Her pale skin almost glowed against the dark cement ground.

Jared moved the camera around to document his new conquest. He took his time, adjusting and re-adjusting to get the right shot. Finally he stopped stepped away and got fully naked. His body was a series of lean muscles and the blemish-less skin of wealth. "I've been waiting a long time for this, Ally."

The gagged redhead began to cry and plead as best she could but it was no use. For the next twenty minutes Jared fucked the other woman showing both intense stamina and aggression. His rape of Harmony was slow and while painful he seemed to enjoy himself.

Now, he just held the other woman's head as he jack hammered his hips against her butt. She was screaming against her gag but he never stopped or slowed down. All the while Jared called her a whore and a slut.

Finally he shoved his hips against her and yelled in primal rage but something more. "Take it... take it, slut... Fuck! I hate you." He fell upon her his voice now low but still easily heard, "I want to stop loving you... make me stop loving you." It was several long moment before he got off his ex and rolled to lay, sweating and exhausted.

"Jealous?" Jared asked aloud, prompting a response from his other bound captive, Harmony. "You drained my cock twice so I was able to last longer with her..." he explained, "But if you want me to fuck you again, I can. Just let me catch my breath."
 
Harmony shook her head slowly.

“No. Please don’t. I think she needs more. She isn’t done,” Harmony tried weakly. “Please just kill me.”

She cast pleading eyes in his direction, begging him to see her point of view. She had no idea that his entreaty to make him stop loving Alyson would come true in ways that Harmony had never dreamed of.
 
Jared looked from Ally to Harmony then back. "You think she deserves more?" He got up and attached a chain to Harmony's neck. "Come on. Let's give her more." He cut the strap on her leg and the one holding her hands to the metal, but not her hands. Still naked and starting to feel blood flush his prick and make it thicken. With another hand on her shoulder he forced her to Alyson.

"Eat my cum from her snatch." He shoved Harmony to the ground, face near the other woman's raw and red vagina now leaking of Jared's seed. "Come on slut. The sooner I'm done with you the sooner you'll be dead! Now, eat out my cum or go back to the table and wait your turn."
 
Her stomach rolled again. She wasn’t quite sure of what she had gotten out of her little comment was better or worse, but when she thought back to the agony of being anal raped there was no question. Was there? Then again, his dick had been in her ass and then in some strange woman’s cunt. There was no imagining how gross it would be to eat his cum from this person’s strange cunt after it had cleaned off anything he’d picked up in her ass - blood and cum and tissue. Plus, Harmony had no way of knowing if either of them had any diseases. She supposed it was too late now.

Taking a deep breath and trying to prevent herself from being sick, Harmony tentatively tasted the first drop of splooge leaking from Ally’s slit. It was thick and creamy and the taste wasn’t terrible but it was more so the thought of what she was doing that made this less than enjoyable. Telling herself to get it over with, Harmony cleaned the other woman with long strokes of her tongue before fastening her mouth around the raw opening to her vaginal canal and sucking the rest of the cum from her.
 
"God that's so fucking hot." Jared took the time to rip away the rest of Harmony's clothes and watch her, naked and beautiful, diving down in between his ex's legs. He was getting hard all over again and already naked so he got down behind Harmony and moved so the head of his dick was lined up with her sex again.

"This is going to feel soo good." He pressed his cock into Harmony and pressed her shoulders so she wouldn't be able to rise up from eating Ally. "Lick that cunt, slut. Lick it like you love it." He was now gently sawing away with his hips, all the while enjoying the feel of Harmony's sex gripping his shaft.

"Don't worry, Ally. I'm not going to kill you. That's why I got my toy for the night." He started to pump faster, "Perfect little toy!" Soon he was shoving so hard he was almost bruising her internally.

"Come on. Come on!" He was now hammering away at Harmony not unlike the abuse he gave to Ally. "Fuck! Fuck I want to cum!!" After several more minutes he pulled out and yanked Harmony on her back, spreading her legs and looked deep into her eyes and he thrust into her missionary style. "Fuckin' make me cum, slut. Make me cum in your slut pussy! Make me!"
 
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