Blake Garfield - Lashed and licked landlady

Donna thought she was going to be sick as Gary's filthy, dank asscrack lowered down on top of her face. There was an odor about his crotch that was made up of so many individual filthy smells that Donna couldn't identify them all. His balls were a sweaty, hairy mass of wrinkled flesh atop her mouth. It was all the sexy little blonde could do to keep from throwing up at the sight and smell and feel of so much filth. Still she opened her lush lips wide and held them open patiently as Gary stuffed his balls into the satiny cavern of her mouth.

"Oh yes," Gary said as she began to gently suck his balls, as she washed her tongue wetly over the crinkled flesh. He ran his hands over her bulging checks and made tiny, involuntary movements of pleasure. "Do it, you worthless bag of bones. Suck those balls and I might even forget that you're just a thirty-year-old bitch with a little girl's body."

Donna wanted to cry, but instead she lathered her tongue over the bag of balls that filled her mouth. All she could taste was sweat and filth, but she sucked and washed as though it was the only thing in the world she really wanted to do. Gary groaned with pleasure and settled his ass dawn over her face, and Donna trembled with humiliation and disgust. He pulled the cheeks of his hairy ass wide apart, and Donna's face was buried in the foulest pit she could imagine.

All she could smell or see was the filth-crusted crack of Gary's ass. All she could taste was the dirty bag of his balls. And still she had to fuck her ass up against John's shattering cock and try to flex her sore pussy in rhythm with his fuck-thrusts.

Donna's mouth filled with spit as she washed Gary's dirty balls. Her mouth was so stuffed with his sac that spit drooled down over her chin and cheeks, and the Wiederbold brothers laughed and called her names. She was nothing but a whore to them, she thought sadly. She wondered if she was ever going to be the same after this horror was over.

"Good job you bitch," Gary said, and the other boys laughed while Donna moaned at the depth of her degradation. "You cleaned the appetizer real good. Now it's time for the main course."

"No, please, no!" Donna moaned as Gary moved down over her face. His balls dragged over her lips, then toppled off the end of her chin into the delicate hollow of her throat. "Gary, please! This is too much! Oh please, Gary, please, please, please, haven't you done enough to me?"

"I like the sound of her begging," Gary said, his eyes glistening with pleasure at the thought of the power he held over and the depth to which he had already humbled her. "But I've got the feeling I'm going to like her tongue up my asshole even better. Wash the crack first, you slutty little whore. And do it good if you want to keep your nipples."

"Noooooo!" Donna cried out like a lost soul as Gary squirmed his ass into place over her mouth.

Donna couldn't draw a breath with her face buried in the dank crevice of Gary's ass. The stench was too awful, it stole away her breath as soon as she tried to draw it in. His muscular asscheeks clamped tight around her pretty cheeks and he ground down on her head with all his weight, forcing her face farther and farther in to the shitty crack. Donna could feel the dank wetness of his ass smearing over her cheeks and lips and nose, and she wished she could die.

Gary's hands closed around her tits, and for a terrible moment, Donna thought that he was going to loop the twine around her nipples again. Instead, he settled the hard, dripping length of his cock into the valley between her lush tits, then smashed the silky mounds together around it. When he started fucking his big cock through the satiny valley, rubbing his odorous ass all over her face, Donna knew she was in hell.

She was taking on two cocks at the same time again, only this time instead of fucking her in the mouth, the second cock was using her tits as an alternative pussy. She could feel the filth from Gary's ass smearing her face as he fucked his cock back and forth through the silky fuckhole he had created, and she tried not to gag as she parted her lips and flicked her tongue out for the first time. She knew that she would never be able to live with herself after this, but anything was better than the torture they had shown her they would use.

"She doing you?" John asked, using his cock to beat the doll-like, perfectly curved body of the ravished blonde landlady. "She licking your shitty ass clean?"

"Spic and span," Gary said with a groan of pleasure, grinding his ass into her face as he rubbed a red groove through the creamy flesh of her tits. "Hey, Brad, stop that fucking jacking off. If you want to cum, use this sexy little whore to do it. That's what she's here for."

"Yeah, come help me," John said. "She's big enough for ten cocks down here, and besides, we've got to ream her out for Joel."

Donna had almost forgotten about Joel, and she cried out with weariness at the thought of having to take on another man. She cried out with horror when she felt John and Brad yank her legs wide apart and Brad step up beside John in front of her. Suddenly, she realized what John had been talking about.

John and Brad pushed their big cockheads together against the puffy, swollen lips of Donna's ravaged pussy. Then they fucked forward.

Donna screamed into the tight crack of Gary's ass, and she went right on screaming as the two men tried to fuck their cocks into her tiny pussy. Her legs felt as though they had been broken and her pelvis seemed to have cracked. Her cuntlips were pulled to the point of ripping by the two jumbo-sized pricks. But the two brothers kept pushing steadily forward.

She felt first one cockhead and then the other pop through the tearing outer lips of her cunt. After that, she knew the two evil brothers would be able to fuck their cocks all the way inside her. She began to shake like a spastic, no longer in control of her own muscles. Her body sparkled with sweat, and Gary moaned with pleasure at the way her sweat greased the silky path he was fucking through her crushed, tender tits.

Donna gasped as Brad and John fucked their cocks fully inside her. She felt every fold and cranny in her cunt straighten, felt the organs of her body being pushed aside by the immense intrusion. Her cunt fought the unnatural penetration every inch of the way, tightening like a strong wet glove against the assault, but their cocks overwhelmed her. In the end, her pussy went lax against their onslaught.

"She didn't rip!" Brad screamed out with simpleminded pleasure. "We did it and she didn't bust open! I thought for sure she was going to be like that Rhonda girl!"

"She ripped a little," John said with a smirk, pulling his cock back through the skin-tight fuckhole and seeing a little pink mixed into the thick white broth of jism and pussy-cream. "Just more lube. Fuck her, baby brother, fuck her into the dust."

Donna cried out in agony and despair as the two men began to fuck her. They set up a rhythm so that one was pulling out just as the other was slamming home, and it seemed to the ravaged little blonde that they were beating her to death with their cocks. Each new jolt sent another wave of pure agony crashing through her sweating, squirming body. And the friction was unbelievable. It felt as though they were fucking every inch of her cunt at once, and her clit was burning with the constant friction.

Donna bucked sporadically, her movements more instinctive twitches than anything else. She couldn't have fucked Brad and John back now if they had threatened to skin her alive – her muscles just wouldn't work anymore. Her whole world was a murky haze of pain and filth. It took her a full minute to remember that she was supposed to be licking out Gary's ass and start whipping her tongue over his shitter.