you see Clementine searching for supplies ughh everything here is shitty

Yes! Rape me with your big white cocks! Stretch out my cunt and rape me! You bastards! Rape my nasty cunt!

More I want more cocks inside my cunt!

Gahhhh! Yes yes yes! Fuck me like the nasty whore I am! Fill my cunt with all that cock, stretch it out and make me scream in pleasure! Rape me hard! Give it to me deep and fast!

I moan loudly as all three cocks stretch and fill me up, my body trembling with pleasure and need. I arch my back, meeting each thrust, begging for more of their hard length inside of me. "Y-yes," I pant, "like that... so good..."

I bite my lip and cry out as they thrust their hips harder, slamming into me with such force that it feels like I'm being split apart. My body twitches uncontrollably, each impact sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core. "Fuck me harder!" I scream, needing them deeper, faster.

I throw my head back, lost in the pleasure of their rough lovemaking. "Yes," I gasp out, feeling like I might explode with want and need. The world fades away as they take me hard, leaving only the sensation of their cocks sliding in and out, filling me up completely.

The rhythm they've found is brutal but perfect, and I find myself meeting each thrust with a desperate cry of encouragement. "Yes," I pant, "keep going like that... harder... fuck my cunt..."

"Oh fuck..." my voice trails off into an incoherent moan as another wave of pleasure washes over me. My body is stretched to its limits, torn and aching from the endless invasion of cock. I bite down on my lip hard, feeling myself start to shatter around them. "I-I'm cumin... gonna..."

My hips jerk upwards as tight waves of ecstasy force their way through me, leaving behind a trail of sparks and lightning that only seem to make everything worse. I can feel my insides contracting, clenching around the cocks inside me in the most unbearable of iron grips. "Oh... oh fuck..." My nails scrape harshly against their skin as my body is wracked with one final tremor of pleasure, and then a groan tumbles past my lips as it subsides

After what feels like an eternity, the world slowly starts to come back into focus around me. Eyes heavy-lidded, I gaze up at the men surrounding me, their chests heaving with exertion and pleasure, their skin slick with sweat and my love. "Was... was that good for you?" I pant, voice raspy from screaming.

They nod, grinning wolfishly down at me as they begin to pull out of my spent body in turn. Once free, each man grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back, baring my throat before them. I shiver slightly at the unexpected roughness, but don't protest. "You were made for this," one growls, leaning down to press his lips against my neck. "And we won't stop until you beg us to."

I smile weakly, lips curling into a semblance of pleasure despite the cocks leaving me empty and aching. "Then I guess I'd better get used to this new life." The thought makes my stomach twist in revulsion, but I push it aside for now. At least they keep me alive... somewhat.