He stopped only when he saw blood flowing over the dull grey metal of the vise grip. His

cock itself was turning a bright red, the skin as taut as a drum. Smith quickly unclamped the

pliers, and without further ado forced his throbbing erection into the girl's open mouth. She didn't

even have time to gag as he immediately and ruthlessly raped her throat. Again her legs kicked

and thrashed on the damp cement floor. Smith, who hadn't been laid in two years, could take no

more. He pulled out of the girl's mouth and shot stream after sticky stream of hot, gushing cum

all over the bruised and battered face. Cum covered Holly's eyes and bubbled in her nostrils; cum

oozed into her ears; cum threaded its way into her dark, lovely hair, now damp with perspiration

and suffering.