“Suck my big fat tities, bitch…suck’em, you nasty little bitch,” Cathy’s words defiant and demanding and insulting to say the least, but som...how it just drove her into a frenzy. She liked having this fat little cunt working her…telling her what to do. It was so nasty…and it’d been so long since Mark had done anything with her. She’d felt fat and worthless herself for months now…and suddenly she was the hot one again…all at once she was desirable again. “I’ve known you wanted my titties since. Ihr Kopf ist nach vorne gefallen und die schwarze Haarpracht hängt verklebt von Schweiß und Blut über ihre Brüste. Der einst so wohlgeformte Rücken ist eine einzige blutende Wunde. Die Hose bis zu den Stiefeln in Blut getränkt. Blutspritzer im Staub des Hofes. Ben fühlt am Hals seines Opfers und meint: „Dreht sie um und gebt ihr mit der Bullenpeitsche den Rest, oder sie muß uns um Gnade bitten.“ Zwei Cowboys binden die Beine der Gefangenen los. Ellis Körper wird umgedreht und wieder. That wasn’t all that unusual really, but what was unusual was how perfectly in line with her body they were. They were standing directly behind her, were she to let go of the bar and reach back she was quite certain that her arm would line up with their arm, on either side. Standing directly behind her as they were, she couldn’t move at all, on one side was the bar she was clinging to, on the other a throng of humanity. The door was in front of her, and she daren’t put even the slightest. Because my head was under her skirt I could not tell that we have moved from where we started. In one quick and smooth movement she grabbed my head holding it in place and laid back on something. My face was buried into her pussy so I began to lick her again. The more I licked her she began to get wetter and now she was tasting awesome. Slowly her hips began to move, then they moved a little faster –she grabbed my head and forcibly held my face in her pussy. She was exploding and not.