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"Ohhhh... ohhhh... mmmmmm..." she moaned softly as her head slowly turned from side to side. And then there was a new revulsion for Melissa. She suddenly realized that her body was starting to respond to what was being done to her. She could feel the excitement growing in the pit of her stomach. She could feel herself getting wet.
"Don't! Please don't make me! Oh, please don't make me!" Melissa softly whimpered as the three kept working on her. The three sailors knew exactly what Melissa was talking about. They could feel her body beginning to tremble under them. The could feel her beginning to squirm as they licked and sucked on her most private parts. The one with his face buried in her crotch could feel her starting to move her hips in time with him. The bitch was going to blow her cookies! She was going to fucking cum!
"Uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh..." Melissa was moaning as her head slowly lolled from side to side. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was becoming rapid. "Oh please... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... please d-don't make me... uuuhhh... uuuhhh..."
The tongues on her breasts and vagina were working rapidly, sending signals through Melissa's nervous system to the involuntary response section of her brain. Her body was growing more excited with each moment. She was twisting and squirming under the three sailors.
The one on her right side removed his mouth from her breast. Placing his hand on the side of her face, he lowered his lips to hers. As Melissa felt his tongue touch her lips, she opened her mouth to accept him. Their tongues darted back and forth, sparring with each other.
The sailor on her left side was now kissing her cheek. Breaking her lips away from the first sailor, Melissa began passionately kissing the second while the other nibbled on her neck. Both were massaging her breasts with their hands while the third worked on her vagina.
"No. Oh, no." Melissa whispered. "Wrong. This... this is wrong. Ohhhhhhh." The two sailors were back at her breasts, sucking and nibbling. "Oh, no... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuhhh... oh, p-please st-stop... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... uuuhhh... don't make me... don't make me... oh! oh! Noooo! Please nooooo! Oh! Oh! NNNNOOOOOUUUUUUUUAAAAAHHHHH!"
Melissa's head snapped back and her back arched as a massive orgasm swept through her. Her entire body was trembling violently and she was thrusting her hips against the face of the sailor between her legs. Her head was snapping from side to side as her body spasmed again and again.
"Oh God! Oh God ! Ohhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuu....." she groaned as her orgasm began to subside. Slowly, the trembling of her body abated. The tension relaxed and her body settled into the grass, a fine coating of perspiration covering her. As her head began to clear, she was suddenly swept with a feeling of total shame and revulsion.
"Oh God!" she whimpered as tears began streaking her face. "Oh, God! I couldn't have! I just couldn't have!" "You sure did, baby!" said the sailor between her legs as he raised himself to his knees. "You sure did. You blew your load big time, MAJOR orgasm, and now it's our turn.'
Melissa saw the sailor begin to undo the thirteen button fly on the front of his uniform trousers and her mind snapped back to reality. "No!" she screamed as she once more began fighting. Her arms were still pinned to the ground by the sailors laying on either side of her, but her legs were free. She began kicking at the rapist between her legs, hitting him in the side of the head several times.