Sandy's mouth shot open as she felt the massive cockhead press against her anal bud. Her cry was muffled immediately by the thick, veiny cock that slid into her mouth. She clamped her eyes as centimeter by centimeter, her asshole was forced open by the smooth, uncircumcised cock. Her body shook with pain as she felt it slide deeper into virgin ass as the chief pounded her down onto it, like a sledgehammer driving a peg into the ground.
The rest of the tribe cheered when the one fucking her ass picked up the pace in sync with the other two. Sandy's eyes, full of painful tears, wandered over the crowd. Some were pointing and clearly impressed, others were clapping. She noticed that none of the women looked horrified, in fact some were aroused and covertly rubbing themselves. The men stroked themselves openly as the watched, letting a cheer of encouragement as one of them would slam into her with force, eliciting a grunting moan from her muffled mouth.
"This is surreal" Sandy thought, the thick members filling her tight holes. Her husband was a skilled lover, but he lacked the sheer girth and length of these monsters. She felt every inch of her pussy being filled, the wet dick sliding over her walls. She realized, with a bit of shame, that she was dripping wet.
Suddenly, the one fucking her face was pushed off. She gasped just long enough to inhale the new, throbbing cock that was pushed in as her face was turned. Undetered, the previous one sat on her chest and pushed her massive, shaking tits together and started to fuck them.
It was too much. Sandy's body betrayed her and her eyes clamped shut. A high pitched squeeling moan erupted from her body to the cheers of the tribe. The men all went into overdrive, slamming as fast and hard into her as they could, their deep chests bellowing grunts and gasps as her quivering legs shook above curled toes. She saw the sky shatter in a thousand fractal explosions as she came, hard.
She let out a long, throaty moan as wave after wave of pleasure crashed against her mind. Hot, thick cum filled her gasping throat as the crowd cheered. The man let go of her head, and stumbled backward, a rope of jism trailing briefly before breaking and running down her cheek. Sandy turned her head just in time to see the cockhead popping out from between her tits explode all over her neck. She gasped as the thick white cum covered her face as he twitched and rocked.
It was down to two. Sandy propped herself up and felt the cum run down her body, sliding over her heaving tits and down her tight, tanned stomach as she watched the chief's face contort. She bucked back onto them hard as they see-sawed in and out of her. She saw the chief's face contort, and felt her own pussy clamp down hard. His eyes opened, and she felt the massive load of cum erupt out of him in huge spurts deep inside her. His face twisted and shook as he came again and again.
The crowd went silent. The chief pulled back, cum oozing out of Sandy. The one below her stopped ramming her ass, and slid out from beneath her. She didn't know what was going on. The chief looked incredibly sad. The one who had been fucking her ass put his hand on his shoulder. The chief looked up, and went to a knee. He handed him the outstretched skull cane. The warrior solemnly accepted it.
He turned, and raised the cane. The people cheered. Sandy lay, forgotten, in the dirt as they hoisted him onto their shoulders. Apparently, he was the new chief. They carried him off into the woods, the old chief glumly trailing behind. Sandy let her head fall to the ground, cum leaking out of her thick trails. "What next?" she thought.
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