Donna screamed with pleasure as John's cock shot one wad after another of greasy fuckjuice up her asshole. Then she screamed with disappointment as he pulled his still-hard cock out of her and wiped it clean over her quivering, creamy ass. Once more she had been suspended just an instant from orgasm.
She pulled the mower across the yard with demented strength, frenzied witch her need for a climax. The was almost completely mowed already, but in her delirium, Donna didn't even know where she was going anymore. Her body burned with exhaustion and lust, and she was burning with the very last reserves of her energy with her wild crawl across the lawn. The lust that was bubbling through her squirming, sexy body blazed even hotter as pain and weariness began to drag her down.
"Your turn, Joel," Gary said with a grin, and then leaned back to watch.
Donna never knew what hit her. One moment she was tugging the mower over the weed clogged ground and the next she had been flattened underneath a mountain of human flesh. Her knees and arms shot out from under her.
A thousand different kinds of pain flowed through the sexy blonde's tiny body. Her hands and feet pawed desperately at the air as if she was still trying to push herself along the ground. Her face turned blue as Joel's tremendous weight kept her from breathing, and her tits felt as if they had been smashed flat beneath her. Her cunt felt as though it had torn loose and been fucked all the way into her throat. The world began to swim wildly in front of her eyes.
She was about to cum.
Joel jerked his cock from her cunt and pulled himself up over Donna's limber, captive body. Donna whined like a starving animal as her cunt and asshole were left empty once more. Then Joel tore the bit loose from her mouth and slapped her across the face with his huge slab of fuckmeat.
Donna thought that he wanted her to suck his prick, and she opened her mouth as wide as she could to give it a try. Instead, he hit her again and again with the mammoth stalk of cock, slapping her lips, nose, cheeks and forehead. It felt like she was being hit with a big meat billy club. Every slap of his huge cock stunned her, and soon she had been beaten all but senseless by Joel's fat prick.
"You're so beautiful!" Joel whispered as he beat his cock over her dainty features. "A pretty little doll! I'd like to beat you to death with my magnificent cock!"
Joel started breathing harder and harder as he whipped his enormous cock against the little blonde's face. Fuck-lube slopped from his piss-slit, covering Donna's perfect features with more greasy slime than most normal men shot when they climaxed. His cock smeared the slop all over her, until it looked like Donna's face had been covered with honey. The cool slick prick-lube just made slapping her with his cock that much more enjoyable.
Joel hit very inch of her face with his big cock, and he hit her harder and harder as he got closer to cumming. He poked her in the eyes with his huge cockhead, leaving puddles of juicy pre-cum to glue her eyelids shut. He slapped her cheeks until they burned red from the beating and glistened under a blanket of sticky fuck-lube. He bounced his cock off her chin and he slapped her lusty lips until blood trickled down from where he had split them.
He poked his cockhead into her delicate, shell like ears. Before long his pre-cum was pouring down the back of her neck. He liked hitting her upturned nose the most of all, and he beat it until it was swollen and Donna was blowing fuck-lube bubbles from both nostrils.
"Oh my!" he whispered. "Oh my. Get ready, Miss Fairchild! I'm going to blow my load all over your beautiful face!"
Donna could have never gotten ready for the beating that followed. It was like she was getting the slimiest, tackiest facial any woman had ever received.
By the time it was over, Donna's hair was clogged with heavy streaks of cum, her open mouth was a brimming pool of cock-cream and her face and throat were shrouded in a solid mask of white jism. She blinked and her wide blue eyes stared out from a face of jellied white goo. Joel had to move all the way down to her tits to find a clean spot on her skin to wipe off his cock.
"Start moving, you lazy slut," Gary said, and Donna tried.
Nothing happened.
Gary hit her with the whip, but Donna was finished. She barely had the energy to breathe, much less pull the mower. The burning lust in her cunt was as strong as ever, and even the stinging sensation of Joel's cum drying on her face and the crack of Gary's whip on her tender flesh seemed to feed the fire that was burning in her cunt.
Gary threw the whip aside in disgust and dropped down beside Donna in the grass. He stared at her cum-plastered face with a frightening mix of contempt and affection, and Donna felt herself getting hotter just looking at him. It was the most horrible thing she could imagine, but just having the man who had led her rape and torture look at her was turning her slutty body on.
"You're almost ready to cum, you worthless old nag!" Gary whispered. He tore a handful of grass out from the ground and held it under her mouth. "If you can't mow the grass, then eat the grass like the old barnyard whore you are! Do it, bitch, at least try to be good for something!"
Donna trembled with disgust as she lowered her cum-plastered face to his hand and gathered up the grass with her tongue. The other men laughed at her, but that just made the fire inside her cunt burn even hotter. She rubbed her thighs together desperately as she chewed and swallowed the grass. It wasn't any good. She needed to be fucked. She needed something hot and hard and huge inside her.
"Keep eating," Gary said, pulling more grass out of the lawn and holding it out for her. Donna pulled it from his hand with her lips and tongue and chewed it slowly before she swallowed it. "That's it, you poor little bitch. Finally found somebody who wouldn't take any of your shit, didn't you? Poor little bitch. At least you got to find out what a slutty whore you really are. Want me to stick some fingers inside you?"
"Please sir!" Donna gasped around her mouthful of grass. Gary pulled up more grass and held it out for her to take. "Please stick some fingers in me!"
Gary fucked three fingers into her wringing cunt with one sharp thrust of his hand. Donna gasped with pleasure. Her eyes rolled and her head twisted languidly on her shoulders as the thick fingers plunged inside her. Her pussy twisted around the three fingers, and streams of cunt-cream rolled down, her shuddering thighs in twin tidal waves of lust.
"Keep eating," Gary said pulling his fingers back out of her, and Donna slurped up another handful of grass just as fast as she could.
When Gary fucked his fingers back inside her, he surprised her again by tucking his little finger in alongside the rest, and Donna squealed with delight.
Donna fucked back against his hand. Her ass danced in a wide, frenzied circle and she jerked her body back and forth. Her cunt tightened around his pistoning fingers, squeezing and pulling and drenching them with slippery pussyjuice. Her clit was vibrating as though it was about to explode.
And then Gary tucked his thumb in under his fingers and fucked Donna with his fist, and she went out of her mind.
Donna tore grass out of Gary's hand while her body convulsed and trembled on his fucking fist. Pussy-cream poured down her shaking thighs and green-stained saliva drooled from her lips. She arched up and grabbed her tits with her hands, forcing them up to her mouth so she could bite at her stiff nipples. It was the first sober climax of her life, and it was driving her crazy.
Gary pounded his fist into her spasming cunt, beating her pussy with punches that would have knocked a big man to his knees. He could almost feel the orgasms as they pounded through her helplessly squirming body. And all the time he kept feeding her grass, his cock growing longer and harder as he watched her sweet lips turn green from the weeds she was eating.