’ ‘Try and gently pull your hand out of her arse you clumsy fucker, if you hurt her I’ll fucking kill you,’ threatened Jane. She tried to help...by pulling apart Diana’s bum cheeks as far apart as she could, whilst John slowly pulled his hand out. At last her anus let go of his hand and it slid out of her. Jane and John watched in amazement as Diana’s anus stayed gaping wide. They could look right up inside her bum, ‘Fuck me backwards, that is one well fucked arsehole,’ gasped Jane in. The sisters flicked their wrists and decapitated men. Their hatred for the male human beings was a marvel to watch, were it not so horrifying. One battalion had been body slammed by one of the sisters with disastrous results. Every single individual in the battalion had been either completely or partially crushed to a pulp like ripe grapes when crushed between the thumb and forefinger. Some had stayed alive with their organs and appendages having been crushed to a pulp, witnessing their own. She brought her hand back and eased the pressure as she began working her clit.Jacob's balls began to boil as he watched his mom's teetering breasts drop closer and closer to his face. They were now a mere three inches from touchdown. Instinctively, his tongue slipped from his mouth and moved towards the engorged saps.They lowered further, nearly gracing the tip of his pink snake. Swinging back for another pass, Michelle's tits made contact, dragging Jason's tongue across the puffy pink. Cal hesitated for a moment. There was something about the way Herb asked that didn’t fit quite right.“No, Herb,” Cal answered, “George Lambe is my Campaign Manager. I just asked Roxie to come out for a drink with me because I wanted to spend some time with her.”Herb looked away and Cal knew that he’d embarrassed him.“I’m his ‘Moral Support Manager’,” Roxie piped up.Herb turned back with a big grin.“There you go!” Herb exclaimed.He began laughing and Cal and Roxie laughed, as well. As he laughed.