Debbi Matthews - Debbi_s dirt road

"It looks great," Debbi commented, watching several inches of the cock slide into Magda's churning cunt. Kristine was watching wide eyed, actually drooling as she imagined herself eating that delectable snatch.

Debbi followed Kristine's lead and did nothing. The silence of the room was disturbed only by the occasional groans of discomfort from the man and the squishy sounds of passion as Magda coupled with the stuffed dick.

"This thing looks so small," Debbi commented, playfully holding the man's limp dick in her hand. She exerted light pressure on the glans and it caused the man to gasp.

"Let me off of this and I'll give you a fucking you won't forget," the man vowed.

"Oh no. You've got to be stretched a little first," Debbi retorted, getting fully into the spirit of this delightful game.

"That's right. Crank him up a little. Play with that little dickie, Debbi," Magda laughed hoarsely. "See if you can make a monster out. of it."

"This little thing? Hah, it wouldn't scare anyone," Debbi commented, feeling the cock start to grow under her fondling.

"I'll crank him up," Kristine warbled, beside herself with excitement. She quickly went to the

control and turned it up a notch. The rack creaked noisily and the man winced in slight pain as the mechanism drew his arms and legs tight. Debbi watched fascinated as the second turn brought a grimace to the man's face. The third turn of the wheel brought forth a scream from the victim.

Debbi took the man's half-hard cock in her mouth and bathed it with her warm saliva. The man grunted in pleasure, but the burning at his joints was growing into a continuous, agonizing pain. Debbi looked up to see Magda pushing her cunt open wider with the huge dick. She finally jammed most of the monstrous dick deep inside of her.

Kristine was not idle. One hand was busy at her own crotch under her leather skirt. Her expression was one of pure bliss, as her fingers played in the gooey lather of her worked-up pussy.

"Crank him! I can feel it coming!" Magda ordered, her hips bouncing about on the sofa as the delicious sensations coursed through her body.

"Urrgghh! Please no more!" the map screamed as the wheel made its fourth turn. He was stretched to a very uncomfortable posture and his joints felt as though they'd be severed any second. Debbi kept up her sucking, finally bringing the man to full erection. Her fingers deftly rubbed his balls to keep up the stimulation.

"Oh, it's so good!" Kristine wailed, stopping for a minute to puU off her dress. Kristine expertly used two fingers to open the vestibule, so her longest finger could stroke her inner lips and hard clit. It was obvious that both women would soon be coming.

"How do you like it?" Debbi asked the man, a wicked smile on her face as she talked to his cock. Her hot breath teased it.

"Puck it! Let me off this god dam thing, you bitches!"

"You bastard!" Kristine answered, making the fifth turn of the wheel.. The man screamed a blood-curdling cry of utter torment at this further torture. Debbi didn't like his comment either, so she grabbed extra hard at his erect prick. But she stopped herself from inflicting too much pain, lest his cock lose its full erection. The wetness between her thighs had to be satisfied. And she needed a hard cock to satisfy it.

"Can I fuck him?" Debbi asked. She was determined to make certain she didn't overstep her privileges, even in her urgent need.

"Yes. Certainly, fuck him to death," Magda answered, appearing excited at the prospect. Kristine's fingers glistened as she worked a frantic finger deep into her moving crotch.

"Now, we'll see," Debbi commented to the man. She removed her own skirt. In boots and leather

– bra she was a tempting sight to behold, and the pain-ridden man strained his head to see. She laughed in pleasure and climbed up on the table to get in position. As her weight shifted over him, he cried out in renewed agony at the extra strain put on his joints.

"It's gooey for you, baby," Debbi laughed, knowing the man was torn between the valley of pain and the mountain of pleasure. She bent down until her boots were rubbing against his thighs. She fingered the cock, rubbing the copious flow of juice over the cap of the prick. Then she fit the head between her pulpy and well-greased cunt lips. Her weight dropping on him brought him to the breaking point.

"Christ! Oh no!" the man wailed senselessly, the additional weight making his joints ready to tear.

Debbi enjoyed his extreme discomfort. Her cunt muscles did not allow his cock to lose any rigidity as they kept clamped tightly about their prisoner.

"Fuck, fuck, flick," Debbi laughed, beginning a vigorous motion that made the man start a series of screams. Debbi felt an intense orgasm building within her. It was inspired by the fact that the man was no longer receiving pleasure. It was now only pain. For once, Debbi did not have to be concerned with seeing another's pleasure. She was using the man to satisfy her own hunger. It was the way others had used her.

"Take it, fucker!" Debbi howled. She was in complete control. She was the master. She could give extra pain to the man by taking only pleasure for herself. This was the world she wanted. This was to be her home.

"Eight turns can rip a man's arms and legs off," Magda said, pushing the mummified dick in and out of her soaking snatch in a vigorous mimic of a fucking motion. "Give him another turn."

"Wit pleasure," Kristine said, turning the wheel. The unbelievable sound that came from the man's throat was so horrible as to sound non human. It so shocked Debbi in its intensity that she froze for a second. She actually expected to see the man. ripped apart, leaving her fucking a limb less body.

"One more turn, Kristine. Then I must have you. I must finish!" Magda warbled crazily. Kristine cranked it once more and the sound from the man's throat was only muted gurgling. He was choking violently on the saliva in his own throat. Kristine flew to her mistress, her mouth fastening itself to the woman's clit as the obscene spectacle fully unfolded before Debbi's eyes.

"I'll come too," Debbi whispered to herself,

violently flinging herself down on the man. She used extra force, actually hoping to see his joints ripped apart. But the man wasn't making any more noise.

"Scream, you fucker, scream!" Debbi commanded, pounding ha fists on his chest. The howls that followed were music to her ears. His throbbing dick told her he was beginning to come. But she still had one more thing she wanted to do. She reached behind her and gave the man's hanging balls a hard squeeze. She squeezed until she felt certain the sac must burst.

"Oh, oh, my God!" the man shouted, his seed jetting hotly out of his tormented cock. It came with such force that Debbi could feel the semen pounng up deep inside of her: She released her death grip on his balls and dug her fingers into her cut as her orgasm overcame her. The sweet thrills of release made her brain seem to disolve and flow down her spine to her groin.

As Debbi came down from her peak, she heard Magda screaming out her joy. The woman thrashed about in the powerful sensation of coming, then lay perfectly still, too stunned for the moment to attend to the desperate needs of Kristine. The girl was too far gone to care about anything but her own long-awaited climax.

"Please help me!" Kristine begged to Debbi. The girl's clawing at her own eunt told Debbi it was an emergency. She didn't fail her new friend who had been so good to her earlier.

Debbi immediately jumped off of the man and rushed to the girl; She buried her mouth at the girl's steaming crotch. It 'was a dedicated procedure, but Debbi was finally able to nurse the elusive come from the girl.

"Oh, I'm making it!" Kristine shouted in joy at