Jamal pushed Helena's chin with his thumb, opening her mouth and giving her the head of his cock again, rocking it back and forth. "Good and wet, bitch. Good 'n' wet." After a few strokes, he withdrew it, then moved around the bed, pushing Trev aside. "My turn," the big black man said, moving between her legs.<br/><br/>He put the shaft of his cock against her and moved it back and forth, gliding it across Helena's engorged lips. As he did, Trev moved up to Helena's head, took her wrist and guided her hand to his own cock, started her in moving it back and forth on him. "Look at that big pig-sticker. You're gonna feel that, honey."<br/><br/>"Damn right she is," Jamal said. He pulled back to put the head of his cock against her pussy, nestling it against her entrance, pushing her thighs up. It seemed he was going to enter her, but then he withdrew -- then placed his hands on Helena's hips and pulled them to the edge of the bed, then up, lifting her pussy to the height of his cock. Only then did he push into her, angling his shaft down as the enormous head disappeared into Helena's body.<br/><br/>Trev grinned gleefully. "Fuck yeah, he's gonna jackhammer the shit out of you. You're gonna be sore for a week." Jamal started to give her short, quick strokes, working in a little deeper with each one. "Go ahead and scream all you want. I've got something ready to plug your mouth," Trev said.