They pushed me down onto the sand. My head fell back, my body arched sharply, my nipples jutting upward. "No! Don't!" I begged, fully aware of the futility of it. From all sides, men's greedily glowing eyes stared at me. I lay before them completely exposed, every part of me exposed. I wanted to cover my face in a searing shame, but they held me by the arms. My emotional anguish didn't go unnoticed and, apparently, gave them additional pleasure. "Look, she's blushing. She's embarrassed. She's pretending to be a virgin, " they said, spreading my legs wide. "Take your time, men. Let her warm up." Numerous hands groped my entire body. They squeezed my breasts. Kneaded my stomach. Stroked the inside of my thighs, moving higher and higher until I felt fingers penetrating. Men's faces, distorted by animal passion, swam before my eyes. They turned my head, and I saw a hard, lumpy penis with a large head. "Come on, " someone demanded, and the penis pressed unmistakably against my lips. I opened my mouth in resignation. Pressing it to the roof of my mouth with my moving tongue, I tried to hold it in. But it moved inexorably further until it entered my throat.