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Chapter 21 – Tormenting Nadia
“That’s unusual. You don’t see that often,” whispered Major Trevor to Captain Crawford. “Girls who can be whipped to orgasm are rarer than white buffalos.”
The two officers were seated together on a couch watching Lt. Winona Roberts whip Nadia. They were identically attired in what they laughingly referred to as regulation party slut. Their uniform consisted of a standard issue dress uniform skirt made from army green material that had been shortened to where it barely covered their butts. Their shoes closely resembled the regulation officer’s plain pumps but with a four-inch heel for a ‘fuck me’ effect. They’d both shed the uniform blouses displaying the push up demi-bras that raised and exposed their breasts.
For the last half hour, the two had been making out and slowly stripping one another as they watched Lt. Winona Roberts stripped to her bra and panty whip the sixteen-year-old Nadia’s naked flesh. Major Trevor had just observed that each time the Lieutenant’s multi-strand flogger struck a particularly sensitive area; the girl experienced an undeniable orgasm.
“Every time she screams it makes me want to cream,” giggled Cindy feeling the effect of the weed the two had been smoking.
Nancy and Cindy had hiked their skirts up and pushed their panties aside so they could masturbate as they watched the Lieutenant whip the Iraqi teenager on her backside. Nadia’s badly discolored derriere was the cause of repeated orgasms for the two sadists. The quivering of the soft flesh accompanied by loud cries of pain was music to their ears.
“Turn her around, Wynona, and work on her pussy and tits,” suggested Nancy.
“Sure,” said Wynona untying Nadia then retying her so she faced the two on the couch.
“Hold it, Wynona. I want to check out her cunt,” said Cindy taking a few unsteady steps toward Nadia before falling to her knee and slipping her hand between her legs. Cindy withdrew her hand dripping with Nadia’s fluids. “Her cunt’s dripping like a Saudi well,” declared Cindy standing up and placing her fingers in Nadia’s mouth. “Suck your juice off them, Little Bitch.”
Nadia’s glazed eyes flickered open as she sucked on Cindy’s fingers. The drugs the officers had given her had left her with no will of her own other than to enjoy whatever they did to her.
“Give me a taste,” said Nancy as Cindy resumed her seat. Nancy liked the webbing between Cindy’s fingers. “Delicious, there is nothing on God’s earth that tastes sweeter than young pussy.”
“It is scrumptious. Especially, since she is a virgin whose cunt has never received a single load of pecker snot,” said Cindy.
“You are a true man hater, Cindy. It wouldn’t surprise me if you co-wrote the S.C.U.M manifesto,” said Nancy.
“I didn’t write it but I sure believe it,” said Cindy forcing the dildo inside her until only the top was showing.
“I keep fantasizing my way to orgasm. I am in high school and recalling what happened to me on the bus trip when we won the state championship,” said Nancy.
“Auto-orgasm is rare. Kinsey documented only a couple of cases in thousands of interviews,” said Cindy as she guided the lubricated tip of a large butt plug into the center of her anus. “This is heaven. Both holes are full to the point of bursting. I’m ready to rock and roll.” Cindy formed a V with two fingers then captured her clit in the webbing. She squeezed hard forcing the tendril of flesh to flatten.
“Watch how our little Iraqi pain princess takes the whip. She loves it,” said Nancy. “Winona predicted she was a submissive who would adore being whipped and tortured.”
“Ouch, my tit hurt in sympathy,” said Cindy as Winona snapped the end of the flogger across the very tip of Nadia’s breast. The end of the girl’s firm young breast reacted violently to the force of the blow. Bright red stripes appeared covering the areola. Both officers observed intently as the young girl screamed in pain contorting her body violently in reaction to the horrible blow delivered on her tender flesh.
In reaction, Cindy shoved the dildo hard driving it all the way inside her once more. One hand grabbed her breast digging the nails deep enough to draw blood. Cindy climaxed as she fantasized it was her tit Wynona was whipping.
“Life in Uncle Sam’s army sure has some wonderful moments,” said Nancy fitting a large dildo into her vagina.
“Oh I got a hungry hole and it needs rubber dick,” exclaimed Cindy thrusting the dildo back and forth as she spanked her clit with an open palm.
“Now watch carefully,” said Nancy catching one of her own nipples between her fingernails and pressing inward. A bloody half moon appeared when Nancy released her breast. “I could use a little pain myself. I may let Winona work on me later.”
“Sadists like us need to occasionally walk the masochist’s side of the street,” said Cindy. “I let Sadie whip the shit out of me last week. She suspended me from an overhead pipe and cinched the base of my boobs in twine. When my tits swelled up and were as purple as eggplants, she went to work on them with a ridding crop. It was fucking awesome.”
“I’ll have to schedule a session with Sadie. Right now, my cunt needs filling,” said Nancy selecting a larger dildo made of clear red tinted gel and pushing it roughly into her vagina. She moaned as her tunnel expanded to accommodate the large object.
“Damn, she’s offering the other tit like a true pain slut. That is rare,” said Cindy observing the way once Nadia had recovered she twisted her body to thrust out her other breast offering it to the whip.
“I know a rich sadist in West Palm who would rent our little Nadia for a considerable sum. Unfortunately the domme is a little extreme and poor little Nadia would not come back in the same shape she arrived,” said Nancy.
“Well, the lady would forfeit her damage deposit,” said Cindy laughing.
“She likes to give them something to remember her by,” said Nancy.
“Such as,” asked Cindy?
“A palm sized brand of her astrological sign, she’s an Aires so poor little Nadia would end up with a ram burned in her flesh.”
“And where does she place this brand” asked Cindy?
“Butt or labia, sometimes both, the larger brand goes on the tush, of course.”
“Now that’s extreme. Branding is permanent. You can get a tattoo removed but a brand is forever.”
“That’s not all she does,” said Nancy. “The domina is way out on the edge when it comes to edge play.”
“There’s more?”
“She’s a doctor and she has a OR in her home. She cuts away the flesh around the clit so it’s more exposed and sensitive. Then she chops off the labia major and minor.”
“Your clit is like that. Did she do you?”
“Yes, when I was eleven.”
“Eleven, no fucking way,my God where were your parents?”
“Daddy watched while Mommy did it.”
“We’re talking about your own mother, right. She freed the little man in the boat so he could run and play,” said Cindy reaching to stroke Nancy’s sex. On numerous occasions, Cindy had wanted to ask Nancy about her rather odd looking sex but had decided against it.
“Mom gave me a complete vaginoplasty for my eleventh birthday. She’s a board certified plastic surgeon. She wanted me to be able to enjoy sex with daddy when it came time for him to deflower me,” said Nancy.
“Your father took your cherry?”
“When I was twelve on my birthday after they gave me a big party and invited all their friends to watch,” said Nancy.
“Your parent’s friends watched you get fucked on your birthday?”
“Yes, Mom and Dad had unusual friends. They were all rich and into the kind of perverted shit, the wealthy aspire to.”
“At least she didn’t brand you,” said Cindy. “Your pussy looks terrific by the way. Maybe I should have that operation.”
“No, she wasn’t into branding at the time. She branded my younger sister the night Daddy broke her in. Donna has the date and time Daddy busted her cherry burned into her ass. Try explaining that to a potential boyfriend or husband. Donna despises them for it.”
“You certainly had an interesting childhood,” said Cindy as she worked a small pencil shaped vibrator around her clitoris.
“I hope you didn’t think I was born this twisted. It took careful nurturing by loving parents to achieve my current exalted state of perversion,” said Nancy reaching around to insert an index finger inside her anus.
“I suppose we are all products of our upbringing,” said Cindy. “We used to argue nature versus nurture when I was thinking about being a school teacher.”
“Who took your virginity?” asked Nancy reaching for a butt plug and a tube of lubricant.
“My Uncle Seward made me a woman when I was barely thirteen,” said Cindy.
“Was it exciting,” asked Nancy slipping the plug past her sphincter as Nadia’s shrill cry of pain filled the room.
“It was 2:00AM in the middle of the wheat harvest on a mild June night. Uncle Seward had a huge farm near Liberal, Kansas. He owned twelve hundred acres and leased another thousand. My parents thought it would be a good idea if I got out of sinful Chicago for the summer and visited my God fearing relatives who farmed Mother Earth. As school was ending, Daddy walked in on Earl Watkins and me at an inopportune moment.”
“Earl Watkins?”
“My beau of the moment, he was four years older.”
“And what did Daddy see?’
“Me with my skirt up around my waist, I was finger fucking my snatch and my mouth was wrapped around Earl’s cock. We had not screwed yet but we were sure working up to it.”
“Was Daddy shocked?”
“Yes, up until that moment, I was his sweet innocent baby girl,” said Cindy.
“I’m surprised your Daddy did not take Earl’s place, mine would have,” said Nancy.
“He did that later after Mommy got cancer and the chemo made her lose her hair. I had to take over her marital duties. That was when I learned what absolute shits men are.”
“Continue your Kansas story. I hope Winona doesn’t whip her nipples off. They’re such sweet little buds,” said Nancy reacting to an especially loud scream that had been preceded by the sound of the flogger’s strands landing on Nadia’s fully extended nips.
“Winona, take it easy,” yelled Cindy. “I want to suck her tits later.”
“Just warming them up for you,” said Wynona smiling.
“Kansas, tell me about Kansas while I jerk off,” said Nancy. “Loss of innocence is such a turn on.”
“You harvest wheat in a short period or it is ruined. Once a farmer decides it is harvest time, harvest goes on night and day without stopping for anything. They use these enormous machines costing hundreds of thousands of dollars. They’re two stories high. Aunt Cora and Uncle Seward expected everybody to work around the clock until the harvest was in. We’re talking lots of money here, millions when they get their subsidy checks from the Department of Agriculture.”
“Pray continue. I love to jerk off to a coming of age story.”
“Those are the best kind to wack to. I’d only been there a day or two when Aunt Cora assigns me to deliver sandwiches and thermos of coffee to the harvesters. I drove out to the one being driven by my Uncle, flagged him down with a flashlight and climbed the ladder to the cab.”
“Don’t tell me you lost your cherry in the cab of a harvester,” said Nancy.
“That was the scene of my deflowering. It was very nice by the way, like the inside of a luxury car, air conditioned, CD player with a ten CD magazine and big comfortable bucket seats. There was also a two-way radio he used to communicate with the trucks carrying the wheat to the granary. He also talked with Aunt Cora back at the farm house,” said Cindy. “She was always on the computer checking prices on the Chicago Commodity Exchange when she wasn’t looking at lesbian porn.”
“Tell me what transpired. Don’t leave out the good stuff,” said Nancy working the butt plug into her ass to where the narrow neck trapped it inside her rectum.
“Cindy, sweetheart, want to ride with me for a while?” asked my Uncle. He was a five years younger than his brother, my daddy. He was good looking too, a big strapping farmer who didn’t have an ounce of fat on him.”
“You weren’t put off by his age or that he was a relative,” asked Nancy?
“I’ve never practiced age discrimination when it comes to sexual partners. As for relatives, why not fuck the ones we love. We rode along for a while bouncing over the rough places in the field. Uncle Seward ate his sandwich and drank some coffee. Then he made his play.
“Hayward told me about what he caught you and that boy Earl doing,” said my Uncle with a wink. He was always teasing me.
“We were just playing around,” I replied. “It’s only normal a girl my age explores her sexuality.” I’d heard that somewhere.
“Just between you and me, my brother is something of a stick in the mud. But don’t tell him I said so. Girl your age needs the same things as a full grown woman.”
“Thanks, Uncle Seward, you and Aunt Cora are so sweet to let me spend the summer here. I was going nuts in Chicago. They grounded me after Daddy caught me making out with Earl.”
“We’re glad to have you. You know when your Aunt delivers the food she also takes care of certain other needs,” said my Uncle.
“What’s that, Uncle? I’d like to help in anyway I can,” I said. I instinctively knew where the conversation was heading but I played along. He came up with a very interesting rationale for getting in my pants.
“Operating this harvester all these hours is stressful. My nerves get a little raw. Your Aunt relieves the tension pretty much the same way that you were doing for Earl?”
“Yes Earl Watkins is his name. He’s three grades ahead of me,” I said.
“So you like older men?” said Uncle Seward once again with the wink.
“Yes, I suppose. I like you and you’re older,” I said. “Nancy, I was a little vixen when I reached my teens. The truth is that I was anxious as all hell to find out what sex was all about. Even at that age I knew where the conversation was going. Still I hadn’t expected my aunt and uncle to be my teachers. Uncle Seward and Aunt Cora appeared to be the most upright, moral and religious people on earth. I was pleasantly surprised.”
“Please continue your tale of adolescent lust and mature depravity. I’m about to come,” said Nancy.
“Would you be interested in showing me exactly what you and Earl were doing?” asked my Uncle.
“I guess if Aunt Cora doesn’t mind,” I said not wanting for my Aunt to find out I was banging her husband and pack me off back to Chicago in total disgrace.
“Well, let’s ask her,” said my Uncle picking up the radio microphone. “Cora, you there, honey?”
“Yes, Seward,” answered my Aunt.
“I’m out here on the South 200 with Cindy. Is it okay with you she relaxes me like you usually do?” spoke my Uncle.
“Yes, but be gentle with her. Cindy’s just a child and don’t get so excited you wreck,” said Aunt Cora.
“Understood,” said Uncle Seward.
“One more thing, leave the radio on. I want to listen,” said Aunt Cora.
“You’re a wild woman, Cora Crawford,” said Uncle Seward.
“Well you save some for your wife when you get back,” said Aunt Cora. “And when you’re done, let Cindy ride back here with Jerome. We don’t want to wear the girl out.”
“Will do,” said Uncle Seward.
“Jerome was one of the hired hands brought in to help with the harvest. He drove one of the trucks that carried the wheat to the grain silo. As it turned out I fucked him too that night.”
“What exactly do you want me to do?” I asked my Uncle.
“Start by getting undressed,” said my Uncle. “I’ve wanted to see your pussy and titties since you stepped off the plane.”
“I shed my jeans and top and kicked off my sneakers then rolled my panty down. Like the slut I yearned to become, I leaned back against the door and spread my legs to display my pussy to my Uncle. I suppose I was looking for some positive reinforcement.”
“Girls at that age need to be told their sexual organs attract others,” said Nancy her eyes closed as she masturbated.
“Uncle Seward was quick to provide it. Some relatives have a natural talent for providing a niece the kind of positive emotional support she needs, as she becomes an adolescent.”
My Uncle almost overdid it as he reached over and put his finger at the entrance to my hole. “What a beautiful pussy you have, Cindy. I wish you could see this, Cora. Cindy’s got the sweetest little snatch you ever did see,” said my Uncle to the open microphone.
“I’ll have plenty of time to see it when the harvest is over,” cracked my Aunt through the radio.
That turned out to be true. Aunt Cora and I did some intense rug munching once the wheat was safe in the granary.
My Uncle kept up the complements. “Let me have your panty, Cindy. I love the smell of newly mown wheat and young girl cunt.”
“Pervert,” cracked the radio as I handed him my drawers.
“Play with yourself, Cindy, while I watch,” said my Uncle as he buried his nose in the soiled crotch.
“I spit on my fingers and went to work on my button. It was exciting to masturbate for a man. Of course I had gotten myself off while Earl watched. I’d already decided that I was ready for the next step. My Uncle unzipped his jeans and extracted a very sizeable piece of meat.
“Wow, it’s huge,” I exclaimed. “Earl’s was a hot dog. Yours is a salami.”
“Cindy, there’s a tube of lubricant in the console. Use it. And for that matter, there are bigger ones around than your Uncle’s. I’ll introduce you to one when we get a chance,” barked the radio.
“The fact your Aunt was listening on the radio and making comments, that’s so fucking hot,” said Nancy.
“Winona, check her pussy. Is she still wet?” shouted Nancy to Winona.
“Yes, it was voyeuristic in a weird sort of way,” said Cindy.
“She’s still gushing. Here, Nadia, drink some water. We don’t want you to dehydrate,” said Winona who had stuck two fingers in Nadia’s cunt and was stroking her.
“Her mother and sister are gushers too. She gets it naturally,” said Nancy.
“Nadia, you want to cum some more? Don’t you sweetie?” teased Winona vigorously stroking the girl’s vagina.
“Yes, I need to cum again. Please make me cum,” said Nadia pressing her sex against Winona’s fingers in a desperate effort to seek release.
“Sorry but not yet,” said Winona taking her fingers away.
“Use the nipple clamps,” shouted Cindy.
“Good idea, let’s see how our little treasure handles bud crushing,” said Nancy.
The officers watched as Winona retrieved two large alligator clamps from a nearby table. There was a one-kilogram weight attached to each clamp. Winona attacked Nadia’s nipple with her lips sucking so hard that Nadia cried out. When the nipple was elongated, Winona grabbed the very tip with her fingernails and extended it even farther. Nadia wailed in pain. The wail turned to a shriek when Winona released the jaws of the clamp and the metal teeth punctured her flesh.
“I love that sound a woman makes when those metal teeth sink into their breasts. It has a certain magical quality,” said Nancy working the vibrator against her clit.
“There’s nothing more erotic than the sound of a female slave in torment,” said Cindy. “Those are really stretching her tits. I love to see a nipple fighting extreme gravity.”
“After you do her other tit, Winona, get some pictures,” said Nancy. “Back to the harvester, Cindy.”
“You want to suck your Uncle’s cock,” asked my Uncle after we had been jerking off for a while.
“Yes,” I replied practically leaping across the cab to take him in my mouth. He kept on harvesting as I applied myself to the task at hand.
“Nadia, sweetheart do you need to cum,” taunted Nancy as they watched Winona begin a rhythmic pounding of the girl’s bright red clit with a ridding crop.
“Please, I need to cum,” begged Nadia.
“Let’s see if you can orgasm from the crop,” said Winona landing the crop harder. “Just close your eyes and thing filthy thoughts as I whip your button.”
“So your Uncle had a big dick and it was in your mouth,” said Nancy.
“He was hard and it looked huge to me. I had no idea how something that big would fit in a tiny hole of mine that felt tight around my finger. Still I knew somehow it would fit,” said Cindy.
“You were an experienced cock sucker,” asked Nancy?
“Oh yeah, isn’t every junior high school girl? I was eleven when I gave my first blowjob at my girl friend’s Halloween party. I was dressed as Snow White of all things. I sucked Tommy Gaines off in a closet during a game of Truth or Dare. I was doing an excellent job of polishing my Uncle’s knob when he interrupted me.”
“You’re going to make your old Uncle blow his load in that sweet little mouth. How about ridding the pony to get me off?” asked my Uncle.
“I’ve never done that before,” I said.
“I’ll be your first,” said my Uncle. “I feel honored.”
“Cut the romantic crap and fuck her,” cracked the radio. “Cindy, use the lubricant like I said?”
“Yes, Aunt Cora,” I replied squeezing a dollop on my hand.
“Cindy’s already wet as rain,” said my Uncle who had been fingering my pussy while I blew him.
“He was right about that. My glands were working overtime producing product,” said Cindy.
“Cover his cock in lube before you put it inside you,” said my Aunt. “Seward, stop the harvester. I don’t want you to wreck.”
“My Uncle stopped the harvester. He held his cock erect with one hand while I straddled him and lowered myself. It took a certain amount of pushing and shoving before it slipped inside me. It hurt like hell but I was determined not to fail. Once I had it buried inside my twat, it felt terrific. If I had known intercourse felt that good, I would have screwed Earl the first time we were together.
I raised and lowered myself until Uncle Seward released his load and for the very first time I had genuine male sperm in my cunt. I wanted to shout hallelujah and do a cartwheel. My Uncle had been thumbing my clit while we fucked and I got off too.”
“God, that’s romantic,” said Nancy.
“Seward, you dump your load in her,” questioned my Aunt over the radio?
“Sure did, Cora, she was warm and tight,” said my Uncle.
“Cindy, when you get back here, remind me to give you a morning after pill. We don’t want to send you back to your mom and dad with a bun in your oven,” advised my practical Aunt.
“So what happened after that,” asked Nancy?
“I left my Uncle and got in Jerome’s truck. On the way back from the silo, he stopped the truck and I took care of him. He was the first man to eat my pussy. I loved that. I spent the rest of the summer fucking anybody who asked me including Aunt Cora who taught me to eat her pussy,” said Cindy.
“Nadia does not look too comfortable,” said Nancy gesturing toward the girl.
“But she sure does look patriotic,” said Nancy watching as Winona placed clothespin after clothespin all connected by a length of twine on Nadia’s flesh. The plastic clothespins were in color sequence of red, white, and blue.
“Patriotic zippers, God how I hate zippers. They hurt like all hell,” said Cindy. “They create this intense mind numbing pain. My husband used them on me. He was the one who taught me to hate men.”
Nadia whimpered loudly as Winona starting from the underarm flesh at her elbow applied a clothespin every three inches down her arm across the loose tissue of her armpit and down her rib cage. Winona next applied a similar zipper of clothespins to Nadia’s other side. Working quickly and expertly, Winona circled Nadia’s breasts with shorter zippers and then applied a zipper with larger clothespins on the flesh of her inner thigh up to her labia.
“That is really something, Winona. Take some pictures,” said Cindy.
Nancy and Cindy masturbated as they watched Winona capture a dozen images of Nadia covered in zippers. When Winona was finished she walked over to the couch and sat down between Nancy and Cindy.
“Let’s give her a few minutes,” said Winona accepting passionate kisses from both of the women.
Nadia watched through pain-glazed eyes as the women on the couch kissed and fondled one another. Her pain was increasing every second as the working end of over one hundred clothespins crushed her flesh.
After what seemed like forever to Nadia, Winona freed herself from the embrace of the other two and returned to her. Winona was carrying a paper cup she held up for Nadia to see.
“Now all you have to do for me to remove the zippers is to piss in this cup and drink it,” said Winona.
“Yes, I’ll do it,” wailed Nadia unable to stand the zippers a moment longer. Still she found it difficult to pee in the cup even after a great effort.
“How pathetic, hardly covered the bottom. I’m going to help you out and add my pee to yours. Will you drink my piss, Nadia” asked Winona.
“Yes, please hurry,” whined Nadia.
Nadia listened as Winona held the cup between her own legs.
“Still not enough for a thirsty girl like you. Let’s ask the Captain and Major to help,” said Winona as she walked back to the couch. Nadia watched as the women urinated. The sixteen-ounce paper cup was full to the brim when Winona brought it back.
“Okay, sweetheart, drink it all down like a good girl,” said Winona holding the cup to her lips.
It took Nadia many swallows to empty the cup.
“Your little belly is all pouched out from drinking piss,” said Winona rubbing Nadia’s abdomen.
“I got to get this on video,” said Nancy leaping up to grab a digital video camera off a table.
“Ready?” asked Winona as she took hold of the end of the zipper down Nadia’s inner thigh. Winona slowly pulled the zipper off enjoying the intense pain she was causing Nadia who reacted violently as blood refilled the capillaries vacated by the pressure of the clothespins.
Cindy masturbated her way to orgasm as she watched Nadia scream and violently contort her body. By the time, Winona pulled the zippers off Nadia’s armpit and sides, the girl was babbling in Arabic.
“Let’s get her down and give her a reward,’ said Nancy.
The three officers spent the next hour working on Nadia with their mouths and several different dildos. After repeated orgasms Nadia passed out from sheer exhaustion.
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“You two girls need to see this,” said Major Trevor taking Nadia and Safia by the hand and leading them down the hallway. The two sisters had been curled up asleep in the floor of the pussy pit. It was dawn.
“Where are we going,” asked Nadia?
“Taking you to your mother,” said Nancy.
“She’s here,” said Safia shocked her mother would be at such a depraved gathering.
“Soraya’s been here most of the night. She and Sadie been getting it on like a pair of dykes on speed,” said Nancy. “They’ve done about every perverted act, two women can think of.”
“My mother had been doing sexual things with another woman,” said Nadia totally amazed
“Your mom’s a player. She’s done men, women and a K-9 named Rascal. As far as women are concerned, this isn’t the first time. According to my information, your mother ate her roommate’s pussy when she was going to medical school in the US. Funny, how we never know our parents. I discovered quite by accident that my mother had been screwing her brother for years and I didn’t know a thing about it. You’d think my uncle would have mentioned it one of the many times, he was pronging my holes.”
“What have Mother and this Sadie person been doing?” asked Safia still unsure such a story could be true.
“Anything and everything that two smart horny women with a collection of sex toys and some great hashish can think of. At the moment, they’re putting on a show for everyone,” said Nancy.
“A show,” asked Nadia? “What kind of a show?”
“Every seen someone get double fisted,” asked Nancy as they arrived at one of the larger rooms? The walls were lined with women shouting encouragement to the two sweat drenched females on the floor.
The girls looked wide-eyed at their mother. She was on her knees and elbows with her tail pointed toward the ceiling. A muscular female officer had one hand inside Soraya’s anus and the other in her vagina. White cooking grease was oozing out both openings as the officer alternated her manual thrusts. Soraya’s hand was rhythmically delivering loud slaps to clitoris and vagina. Her daughters watched in total amazement as Soraya keep repeating, “Fist fuck me Sadie. Go deep. Rip me apart,” demanded Soraya as she pushed her body back to deep Sadie’s thrusts.
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