"Put your goddamned legs up bitch, way up," he commanded.
She quickly raised her legs and wrapped them around his buttocks. He was breathing rapidly as he continued to slam his thick rod into her.
She was aware that he reached out and grabbed Angie. He jerked her close and began to fondle her titties and her cunt.
Angie was afraid to move!
"Oh shit," Julia said. "Oh it's heaven! Oh, you're killing me! Jesus!
Jesus! Jesusssss!"
She came so quickly that it even surprised her. She lay there panting as she felt her body quit trembling. God, it was fine. She was aware that he withdrew his cock and he hadn't come. She didn't care. Her orgasm had been glorious enough to last her for days.
"Oh Jesus," she said softly.
She was able to turn her head. He was after Angie now. Her eyes were pleading but he was having none of that. He turned her around and made her bend over the couch. His big red cock made him look like a bull.
He placed it against her cunt entrance and savagely thrust inside.
"Oh Jesus!" Angie cried out. She was in pain, but he didn't care. He kept slamming his thick cock between her legs. Her young body rocked with the savagery of his thrusts. Again and again he slammed that big rod into her.
Julia grew fascinated watching. Angie screamed softly but nobody was listening. His hips bucked once more and she saw the look of animal pleasure that crossed his face. He was spurting his cum into Angie's young cunt.
He withdrew his cock and turned Angie back around. He wiped himself off in her blonde hair. He slapped her face hard.
"Fucking bitch!" he said savagely.
Angie was crying. She cried softly as he left the room. Julia waited.
She knew that Angie thought it was over but Julia knew better. She was right. In a few minutes she heard someone enter the room.
She turned her head so that she could look at the two men. One was an elderly gentleman with white hair. He was dressed nicely. The other looked like a skid-row bum, but he was much younger. He had dark, curly hair that looked greasy.
"Shit," he said. "Will you look at that."
"Which one?" the elderly gentleman said.
"I don't know," he said. "I like the one with the big tits but that young one, she looks delicious."
Angie quit crying and seemed to realize that the two men were in the room.
"Oh no," she pleaded. "No, please. I hurt, I can't take anymore.
Please let me rest."
Julia didn't move. She knew it wouldn't matter if she fought. She was aware of the elderly gentleman undressing and getting onto the couch with her. She heard Angie start screaming but Julia didn't turn her head. She already knew what was happening to poor Angie.