"Ahhhhh!" Ronny moaned, drooling down her neck, gnawing at her flesh. "Mmmmm!"
She shivered with goosebumps, melted with hot-flashes. Her entire bottom – her ass and crotch – felt as if it had swollen like an inflated hot-water bottle, felt as if it were going to explode. Daggers of orgasm began to grind into the inflated fuckmeat of her pussyhole. Her cunt gripped madly at her brother's cock. She began to whine like an alley cat.
Her brother growled, grunted, and exploded into her. "Arghhhhh, uhhhh!"
She squealed as the streams of molten fuck cream splashed against the quivering, livery meat of her pussyhole. It was so hot! And it shot into her with such force!
"Ohhh, Ronny!" she whined. "Ohhh, darling, baby, fucker! Uhhh, ohhh, ohhhhhh!" She became breathless, faint. As her orgasm clawed through her loins, as her fuckhole became a pulsating mass of electrified flesh, she arched up in a frenzy of lust and pained sensation, then collapsed into the bed of straw, her arms and legs turning to jelly under her.
Her spurting, grunting brother crashed down with her, never for a moment slowing his frantic fucking. As his jism flooded her cunthole, his prick squished inside her as if she were filled with pudding.
"Fuck you!" he grunted, blasting round after round into her. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck youuuu!"
She hissed and growled like a rabid animal, every cell of her body radiating heat and sensation. Her loins and belly pulsed inside and her internal muscles contracted spastically, their contractions joining together to grip and milk her brother's cock, to squeeze it until his prickhead nearly popped off.
"Fuck me!" she muttered. "Cream me! Oh, yes yes yes!"
"Whore!" her brother gasped. "Goddamn fucking nympho slut! Fuck youuu!"
"Yes!" she breathed, writhing face-down in the straw, her head filled with the scent of the rutting teen on top of her. "Oh, yes, yes!"
CHAPTER NINE
"Piss in her mouth!"
The young nun squatting over Sister Francine's face looked tormented. "I… I can't," she whimpered. "I just can't."
The teen standing over the young nun yanked on her hair. "Do it, Goddamn you!"
"Please, I just can't."
The teen grabbed the nun by both her ears and rammed his rampant fucker down her throat. She choked, her face turning blue.
"You piss in that bitch's mouth or I fuck your throat out. And after I get done, I'll leave my cock dangling halfway down to your stomach and I'll piss down your gullet." Now piss suddenly gushed from the young nun's crotch, drenching Sister Francine's face. A teen, crouched down next to Sister Francine, positioned her head so the nun's piss would stream directly into Sister Francine's mouth, which he had pried wide open. "Drink it, bitch," he muttered. "Every drop."
Sister Francine choked on the sudden flood of piss, sputtered, gagged and winced from the piss that had leaked into her eyes. Her throat undulated as she swallowed the piss.
Sister Eve, looking on, felt a sense of wicked satisfaction. The old bitch was getting exactly what she deserved. The mother superior had hung and beaten senseless every teen in this prison dozens of times. And now they were getting back at the former warden, taking their endless revenge.
Cute, Sister Eve thought, watching Sister Vivian, the young nun squatting over Sister Francine, watching the piss hiss out of her spread crotch. Too bad Sister Francine can't stand back and watch this – it would probably turn her on, the lesbian bitch!
Serves you right. Franny! She smirked as the teens forced Sister Vivian to sit on Sister Francine's face and to rub her sopping-wet crotch back and forth. Kinky cunt-hairs scoured the mother superior's skin until it looked raw.
"You're doing real good," said the standing youth to Sister Vivian. "You deserve a reward." He yanked on the young nun's hair, turning her face up as he fiercely masturbated his cock just inches from her nose. Within seconds he exploded all over her flushed cheeks, his white jism sticking to her skin in wads and strands. Halfway through his orgasm he rammed his fucker into the nun's mouth and creamed her throat.
"Ahhh!" he sighed, his hips jerking. "Great!" He hauled his fucker out of her mouth, then beat her across the face with it as if it were a rubber hose.
Lucky bitch, Sister Eve thought, her own mouth watering at the sight of the creamy jism dripping off the young nun's cheeks and lips. And the teen apparently could read her thoughts, because he turned his head toward her and ordered her to come over.
"Lick it off her face," he growled, digging his fingernails into the back of Sister Eve's neck and forcing her head toward Sister Vivian.
The teen's cum was still warm and thick. Sister Eve licked it off hungrily, swallowing every drop. As she turned her head away from Sister Vivian, the teen who was squatting down next to Sister Francine suddenly stood up and rammed his uncut cock into Sister Eve's mouth.
"Eat it," he moaned, ramming his cock in and out, his foreskin slipping back and forth over his engorged prickhead, his hairy balls flapping against Sister Eve's chin. And before he had fucked her mouth with a dozen strokes he started to ejaculate.
"Oh, shit!" He rammed his cock in to the hilt and spurted his cum down Sister Eve's gagging throat. He crushed Sister Eve's head in a bear-hug and kept his cock stuffed all the way down her gullet. His cock throbbed and flexed, swelled and contracted, pumping its jism directly in Sister Eve's stomach. By the time he'd finished shooting, Sister Eve was faint, on the brink of blacking out for lack of air.
The teen threw her aside and staggered away. Released temporarily Sister Eve looked for an out-of-the-way place to sit and rest.
She leaned up against the wall, hidden in the shadows of the large dining room. The plaster wall was cold against her back and the bare wooden floor was even colder under her ass and legs. She felt a draft. Although the dungeon was the coldest, wettest, draftiest area in the prison, the upper floors weren't a hell of a lot warmer. She pulled her knees up to her tits and hugged them, feeling the sudden need to fall asleep.
She realized suddenly that she hadn't slept is over forty damn crazy teens. How long were they going to carry on like this without giving the nuns a break? Didn't they realize that there's only so much a pussy can stand? If they'd let the nuns rest a little, the nuns would be better fucks. She felt her eyes closing, felt instant sleep coming on, but an agonized shriek made her jump. She was instantly fully awake again.
She looked around the large room. Naked teens were all over the place, outnumbering the nuns about five to one. A lot of the teens were relaxing or sleeping on the bare floor. Most of the nuns were either flat on their backs or on their hands and knees while one or more teens used them. The teens seemed to prefer their women in the hands-and-knees position, fucking the nuns from behind like animals. Sister Marie was lying flat out while three teens simultaneously pissed on her. Poor Sister Marie! Last night she was guard of cellblock, and tonight some of the prisoners from her own cellblock were pissing on her.
The scream of agony echoed out again, and Sister Eve looked up to the table in the center of the room to see Sister Francine spread out on it, four teens stretching out her arms and legs while a fourth teen crouched between her widely spread legs and lowered a pliers to her crotch. The teen's arm jerked and Sister Francine howled, arching up, fighting to break loose.
The teen between her legs held up the pliers and released a tuft of red cunt-hair, which drifted down to the floor beside the table. Sister Eve saw two other tufts of red hair lying on the floor. The teens were going to rip out all the hairs of Sister Francine's cunt.