The obscene sound of skin slapping against the skin mixed with Meredith’s anguished sobs and the creaking of the table under the force of his thrusts. Heather scooped and lapped, pushing the man’s release deeper into Meredith’s unwilling womb. The crowd watches with bated breath, eagerly awaiting the next twist in this sordid initiation ritual. Heather grinned wickedly at Meredith’s hesitant lick. She played with Meredith’s gaping, dripping pussy. It responded eagerly to Heather’s skilled tongue, building towards a peak that terrified and thrilled her. Meredith nodded. To investigate further this strange new world Heather had opened up for her. Meredith struggled weakly. The skin was smooth and unblemished. Heather gazed down at Meredith, taking in the sight of her glistening lips and chin, marked with the evidence of her climax. The matching lingerie looked almost virginal against her alabaster skin and platinum blonde hair. open. He grabbed Meredith’s hips roughly and without warning, he slammed his huge cock balls-deep into her brutally stretched and cum-sloppy hole. As the brutal violation continued, a flicker of anguish crossed Meredith’s tear stained face.
