Spasms of lust poured over her. She came, her pussy gripping his cock.
"Yessss!" she hissed. "Yesss, just a bit more, big boy! Just a bit more!"
The prisoner fucking Lola's ass began to come. He gripped the bars of the cell and fucked his cock harder and faster into Lola's sucking ass. His face ran with sweat, his cock fucking deep in the tight sheath of Lola's shithole.
Lola stared at the cock fucking her mouth.
It slid in, between her lips, just for a moment, but didn't go deeper. She knew Gil was going to shoot on her face, but she suddenly realized that she could control the man fucking her ass. He couldn't come if she tightened her shitter muscles around his cock.
Suddenly Lola sucked her mouth down on the cock bobbing at her lips and her ass sucked in hot spasms at the one in her ass. Both men gasped and roared, taken by surprise, their lust surging.
Gil gripped Lola's hair and pulled her head back, gripping his cock, working it over her lips.
"You do as I say, bitch!" he roared, pumping his cock harder, his cockhead rubbing against the blonde's mouth.
"Okay, shit-head!" Lola gasped. "But I can give you a better time than a jerk off!"
She laughed and licked his cockhead as his hand worked his prick harder and faster.
"You shut the fuck up!" hey cried, pumping his cock, his piss-slit already drooling drops of pre-cum juice.
Lola's ass spasmed around the cock fucking deep in her guts while the prisoner gasped, the cum ready to spew.
"Fuck it, Gil!" he gasped. "You oughta let her do it! She's incredible!"
He yelled with lust as he lost control, fucking his cock in Lola's shit-pit, his ass jerking faster and faster as the cum finally rushed out of his balls.
"Ooohhh, yeah, yeah!" he bellowed. "I'm coming, yeaaahhh!"
"Fuuuck, shiit!" Gil yelled, holding his cock, smearing it over Lola's pouting lips. "Ooohhh, shit, shit!"
He let go of his cockshaft.
Lola gurgled with delight as the shaft plunged into her throat. Even with the pain in her arms and the ache all over her body, the feel of a cock sinking into her mouth sent her into spasms of climax. She sucked at the prick, her tongue working over the stiff flesh, her throat spasming on Gil's swollen cockhead.
"Jeez!" he yelled. "If my old lady could suck like this, I wouldn't be in here! Oh fuck! Oooh, here I come!"
Lola felt the cum rushing out of both cocks, filling her ass and mouth with more cock cream. Gil gripped her hair and held his cock deep in her throat, his cum pumping out, filling her stomach with the sticky goo.
"Ooooh, fuck!" he gasped. "She can blow better than any bitch I met!"
He moaned with releasing lust, clutching Lola's hair, as his cock sank deep in Lola's throat.
At the same time the other prisoner was yelling as his cock shot streams of cum into Lola's shuddering ass. The hot wet spunk gushed all over her guts. He was gasping, then laughing as he watched Alice pulled her wet cunt off Joe's cock.
Lola moaned as the cocks pumped cum into her mouth and ass. She eased her mouth back, sucking Gil's cock gently as the stream of cum slowed, milking it of every last drop of cum. He was leaning back and moaning now, totally under the control of her expert mouth. His cockhead pulsed as it shot, the cum spurting all over Lola's throat, running over her tongue.
Lola looked up at him, her back arching, her arms straining. She grinned and eased back, taking his cum over her lips for a moment, getting a final yell of lust from him as he watched his white goo pouring over her mouth. Then she sank her lips back down, sucking the last gobs out of his piss-slit.
At the same time her ass sucked even harder at the other cock, which still spewed out the last of its cum into her spasming ass. She lay against the bars, trembling with shudders of orgasm, her body aching with pain, her mouth and ass still full of cock.
"Take her down!" Alice snapped.
The prisoners obeyed at once, pulling their cocks out of her mouth and ass.
Lola wanted to be able to stand up and face Alice, but the ache in her body was too much and she fell to her knees the moment the cuffs came off her wrists and ankles. She moaned and rubbed her shoulders, but Alice wasn't going to give her any rest.
"Get up, bitch!" she snapped, then lashed the crop over Lola's back.
Lola gasped, rage surging up in her, but she was too weak to resist at that moment. She got up, her legs unsteady in her high heels. She knew the five-inch spikes flattered her legs, but now they were too unsteady to hold her up properly and she wished she could take them off, but she also knew Alice would never allow it.
"Come here, bitch!" Alice sneered. She grabbed Lola, hustling her along the line of cells.
"Well, lookee here," Alice purred, pushing Lola against the bars of another cell. "It's good old Fuckhead."
The man in the cell was massive, fat and sullen, sitting back on his bench, scowling and marling at the whole world.
"You know what Fuckhead's in for?" Alice cooed in Lola's ear. "He's waiting for transfer. Raped three women, on parole. Sentenced for rape, and he had a gun. I mean, he's going down for life, baby, and yours is gonna be the last piece of pussy he sees." Alice laughed. "So, don't you think you oughta give him a last fuck?"
Lola gasped and trembled. The hulk in the cell looked terrifying, a mass of flesh, sweaty [missing text].
"Don't wanna answer me, huh?" Alice chuckled. Then, before Lola knew what was happening, she unlocked the cell door, swung it open, pushed Lola in and slammed it shut again. "See how you like screwing Fuckhead!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lola almost fainted as the immense, fat, slobbering heap of flesh stood up and stared at her through a dirty beard that reached halfway down its chest. She fell back against the bars, hearing the laughter and taunts of the other prisoners. Alice leaned back on the table to watch.
Meathead started to laugh, a deep wheeze that sent more quivers of terror through Lola. His massive chest heaved as he pulled his belt out of his pants and wrapped it around his fist, all the time staring at his victim.
Meathead slumped back on the seat and struggled with his filthy pants. Then Meathead pulled his cock out and something in Lola broke open. Meathead's cock was tiny, only a few inches long, even though it was as stiff as a board. Suddenly he looked pathetic as he shuffled toward her. She stifled a giggle as he lifted the belt and lashed it across her shoulders.
"Sit down, bitch!"
The lash of the belt was painful, but nothing compared to the strokes that Lola had taken, and all it did was break the last control over her haze of rage, she did something she would never have dreamed of doing earlier that evening. With perfect aim, she kicked right on his balls with the shoe toe of her shoe.
He howled, lunging for Lola, the belt lashing her to her knees. He roared in pain, lifting the belt again, using both hands to try and beat Lola senseless.
For a second, terror overcame Lola as the enormous man beat her down. But her head cleared fast, her rage surged again, and she reached up, grabbing his balls in one hand, twisting for all she was worth.
Meathead howled louder, lashing her shoulders. She twisted his nuts, driving him across the cell. His howls turned to screams as his balls were twisted and crushed in Lola's furious grasp. He tried to lash her again, the belt hanging in the air, but he lost his balance.
With a sickening thud, his head hit the stone wall. He moaned, rolled, bit the floor, his head lolling as he gasped for breath.
Instantly Lola stood over him, her high heel at his throat, digging in. He tried to move, but he didn't have the strength to grab at Lola's ankle.
Lola stared at Alice who was at the cell door, trying to look as if she was still in command.