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Marcos couldn't breathe.

Julian's meaty hand was on his mouth, and nose, making it impossible for him to while his huge body pressed him down as he kept shoving himself inside him.

And he hadn't even used lube!

More tears poured out of his eyes as pain racked through his whole body. He was sure he would bleed, and he couldn't talk anymore since he had spend most of his time screaming.

"You like it, don't you?" Julian's voice slithered in his ear, making more disgust climb through his whole being. "Fuck, you feel so good."

You'd get your revenge, Marcos. Just try to stay still.

More sobs escaped his lips as he heard the bastard's moans increase before he fastened his pace, and cummed, inside him.

Marcos thought he'd pass out when he felt the wetness pooling before Julian rolled off his body, letting out a relieved sigh and the next second, was out like a lightbulb.

He tried sitting up, his body seeming to crack like glass the more he moved then looked down at his body.

There was bruis