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Jeff squeezed his thighs closed on each side of her head as he pumped his dick in and out of her mouth. At the same time, Dave was kneeling between her legs, his elbows under her knees to keep her legs in the air as he drove repeatedly into her battered body.
"Oh yeah!" Jeff moaned as he continued pumping himself into her throat. The sounds of her gagging and choking on his meat was music to his ears. Knowing that Dave was behind him, fucking her in the cunt at the same time, made it even better. Grabbing her by the hair, Jeff pulled her face up against his stomach as he continued driving into her mouth and throat, causing her to gag even more.
Dave was plowing into her vagina as hard as he could, causing her body to twitch and jump with each thrust. He could feel her body trembling underneath them as he and Jeff continued their abuse. God, there wasn't anything better than a double rape!
Jeff was getting closer to orgasm. He felt his balls tightening as his dick swelled inside her mouth. Dave was also groaning with pleasure as his arousal increased. Her panic increased as she felt both of them driving into her faster and harder. She knew what was coming. She prayed to God that he would stop them, that he wouldn't let this happen. And then Jeff pulled her face tight against his stomach as the first blast of cum shot into the back of her throat.
The sound of her retching as Jeff's cum pulsed down her throat pushed Dave over the edge. As Jeff's thick, salty cum blasted into her throat, she could feel Dave spraying her insides with his load. She couldn't believe this was happening to her, couldn't believe that she was being filled with cum from both ends at once. She felt her stomach turning as she was forced to swallow Jeff's sperm while Dave continued pumping cum into her vagina. Finally, the two of them were spent, the last of their cum drained from their balls and into her body.
The beaten, brutalized girl lay naked in the grass, in shock and unmoving as the three rapists straightened their clothing and walked away.
Sergeant Richards pulled his police car to the side of the road and shut off the engine. He could see the ambulance over by the jogging path where a bird watcher had found a naked girl laying in the grass, beaten and bleeding and apparently in shock. Steve was walking towards the scene when he saw the paramedics bringing the stretcher out of the bushes. The petite body under the sheet, the shape of the battered face, the color and length of the matted hair. Oh no! Oh God not Denise!
Officer Jerry Allen saw Steve break into a run towards the stretcher, saw the look of anguish on his face. Dropping his clipboard, he ran to intercept him before he reached the battered girl.
"Sarge!" Officer Allen yelled as he grabbed Steve. "Don't!"
"Let go of me, Goddamn you!" Steve yelled as he tried to twist away. "Let the fuck go of me!"
"Sarge, listen to me! LISTEN! It's not her! Do you hear me? IT'S NOT HER!!!"
Steve quit fighting and just looked at Officer Allen, confusion written on his face.
"I know." Jerry said. "I know. I thought it was Miss Rhodes when I first saw her, too. But it isn't. She just looks a lot like Miss Rhodes."
"Are you sure? You're not just....."
"No, Sarge, I'm not. This girls name is Cindy Hewlett. Her ID was in a small pocket on the inside of her running shorts. You okay? Maybe you should sit down."