She lay on his body. Her back, against his chest, was pressed. His arms, around her torso, held. His hands, on her breasts, squeezed. His mouth, on her shoulder, bit. The teeth, sharp and predatory, broke skin. The blood, from the bite, ran down her arm.
The second mer-man was above her. His body, between her spread legs, was thrusting. His cock, the six-inch organ that matched his companion's, was inside her pussy. The spines, the small barbs that scraped and gripped, tore her vaginal walls. The blood, thin and red, leaked from her entrance. The tissue, torn and raw, was being destroyed.
Pah. Pah. Pah.
The sound, the wet and fleshy impact of his hips against hers, was muted by the blood. The lubrication, which had started as arousal and was now mostly blood, was thin and red. The cock, sliding in the fluid, made a sound that was not slurp but squelch. The wet, sickening sound of flesh in blood.
"MMMM—!! MMMMPH—!! MM—!!"
