from where you're sitting at the edge of the bed, you can see two giant mountains of men towering over you, huge monstrous cocks in their hands, angry red tips ravenously dripping with precum as they eye you like predators.

simon reaches over, placing his hands on your knees, murmuring "it's okay, baby." before slowly parting your legs as if to unravel the captured prey.

the cool air hits your core as he reveals your bare pussy to the two feral men.

you can see the seething fire in their eyes as you hold your legs spread for them.

"look at tha' cap!" simon coos, running a rough finger along your folds, gathering your arousal on his fingertips, so soaked and soft against his skin. you're practically dripping with desire.

"dirty little girl," john smirks, running a thumb over your lips, "wanna be fucked by two giant men so bad, huh?"

"p-please." you beg quietly. the noise is barely there. it's like a kitten's squeak.

"fuckin hell," simon chuckles, licking your juices off his fingers, "sweet fuckin pussy's beggin to be ruined."

"come on, girl. up—" john suddenly pulls you forward and flips you over, earning a startled yelp from you, "there you go."

simon comes up behind you as you're bent over the bed, large hands palming your plump cheeks before parting them to reveal your pretty hole, "fuckin look at tha'!"

he spits a ball of saliva over your puckered hole, rubbing in slow circles before pushing a thick digit inside, testing the waters. you gasp as he rolls it against your walls, groaning at how tight you are, chuckling "how are ya gonna take my cock, girl?" he inserts a second finger, making you squeal in return, the stretch feeling new and foreign.

simon slides his fingers in and out, prepping your tiny hole as you let out breathy moans.

"how ya feelin, doll?" john asks, "think you can take it?"

the men exchange a look, waiting for your answer.

"i- i... yeah," you squeal out, "please, y-yes"

and all of a sudden, you're in simon's burly arms, back against his broad chest with your knees beside your ears as his thick throbbing cock stretches your tight little hole so wide you think you're gonna split in half, "fuckin grippin me so tight, lovie." he hisses into your ear as your mouth falls more agape the deeper he enters.

you watch with wide eyes as john approaches. you think you can't take it. it's impossible. you're gonna break.

simon's muscular arms hold your legs wide open for him, soaked pretty pussy before his lustful eyes.

his drooling tip nudges your clit, teasingly circling it before sliding through your folds. you let out a stuttered little noise as john pushes forward. "shh, pretty girl. you can take it." he shushes you, sliding more and more inside, parting your tight untouched walls as you mewl and writhe between them.

simon holds your legs tightly as john's hands support your weight by holding your ass. they're both buried to the hilt inside your needy holes, stretching you out to your absolute limit. you feel so, so full. it's dizzying.

they give you no time to adjust and with absolutely no mercy, they thrust into you in unison, drilling their huge mean cocks in and out of your tiny holes and utterly ruining you.

in no time, your loud noises fill the room as they ram into you relentlessly, virgin holes filled up to the brim by their fat cocks. it hurts, but it feels too good to stop. you can't stop the broken moans that slip through your lips at the sheer girth of them.

"hear tha', cap?" simon grunts, "not a shy little lamb anymore — moaning like a fuckin whore for us."

simon's massive arms hold you all throughout while his beefy cock fucks into your tight ass, reaching places you didn't know existed and john spreads your tiny cunt open on his meaty cock, fat tip bruising your cervix as he hits that sweet spot deep inside you.

your eyes roll back and your mind goes blank, lost in pure bliss as they brutally abuse your holes, knocking the air right out of your lungs and leaving you no room to breathe as desperate little moans escape your lips while you mindlessly paw at price's hairy chest.

"look at the pretty little slut," john says, "just a tiny little fucktoy for us."

you're a crying drooling mess, tears and saliva running down your face, pressed between their giant bodies, their ragged breaths in your ears, drenched in sweat, precum and your juices as they ravage your body like feral animals, reducing you to just a set of holes for them to use.