And Antonella's cunt was squeezing just as wildly on the tongue Karen was pistoning deep inside her. She dropped one hand from the cocks she was sucking and pushed Karen's face deeper into her cunt, jerking on the leash and pulling her fluffy blonde hair. Pussy-cream erupted from her in gushes, sliming Karen's spluttering, servicing face. Antonella rasped her tongue over the nerve bundle on the underside of Wayne's already-jerking cock and triggered his orgasm in her mouth.
"Five fingers, piggie!" she hissed down at Karen in the instant before Wayne's jism filled her mouth. "Five fingers. Stuff your whole hand in your piggish cunt! And keep oinking, piggie!"
The piggie did as she was told. Karen wailed in agony as she cupped her thumb under her fingers and formed a tight fist to ram inside her already-brutalized cunt. She twisted about wildly with pain as she drove her fist deep inside her. She could feel the torn, stretched fabric of her pussy straining against the fist she was driving inside her, but she could also feel the vibrating bud of her clit rubbing against the back of her hand. Pussy-juice coursed down over her arm and dribbled off her elbow. She fucked herself hard with her fist.
Wayne's jism almost filled Antonella's mouth but she didn't swallow a drop of it. Instead she tore her mouth from his cock and tilted her head back as she opened her mouth wide. She was cumming so violently that it was hard to keep control of what she was doing, but Antonella used all her willpower not to spill or swallow a drop of the salty, luscious cock-cream that filled her mouth. She pointed Mark's gigantic cock right at her open, cum-filled mouth instead, flickering her silver-coated tongue out to bring him over the edge.
"Damn 'Nella!" he husked as his cock began to spurt thick plumes of jism into her beslimed mouth. "What the hell are you doing? You trying to stock a lake in there?"
Antonella hardly heard him speak. Her hips were flipping against the blonde slave's slavering face, and she was dragging the bitch's head back and forth over the creaming gash of her pussy. Karen's slobber speckled Antonella's dark pussy-fur and mixed with her cunt-juice as it slid down over the prone girl's face and tits. Antonella was cumming nonstop with such powerful muscular contractions that she was capturing Karen's tongue inside her cunt with each hard squeeze. Karen slurped at her pussy-lips and worried her clit as a dog would a bone. She seemed to be trying to wash every inch of Antonella's twitching cunt with her dexterous tongue.
Karen could feel Antonella's climaxes cresting just as her own began to build. She worked more frantically at the brunette's cunt and drove her fist into her own cunt harder and faster. The lust and agony were driving her wild. Her body shivered uncontrollably and she plied Antonella's cunt as though she wanted to devour it. She was losing herself entirely in giving the cruel woman the pleasure she wanted.
"Oh shit, 'Nella, you're wild!" Wayne groaned as he saw the sexy brunette's pretty cheeks swell with the added cum Mark was showering into her mouth. "What are you going to do with that? You guys!"
Antonella's cheeks were bursting with the two heavy loads of cream. The mix of their cum was drooling out over the corners of her mouth and was starting to curtain over her whole lower lip. If not for the fact that they'd both cum several times already, she could never have held it all. Now, as her orgasms began to fade slightly, she knew it was time to give her little blonde piggie her prize.
Karen gasped with surprise and pain when Antonella slammed one high-heeled foot into the soft incline of her stomach. She reared back from the dark-haired woman, and then Antonella landed the sharp tip of one high heel into the soft firmness of her right tit. The tearing pain made Karen scream as she fell over.
Antonella dived on the hapless blonde like a bird of prey, grabbing her head and pulling it up as she slammed her mouth against the gasping one of her victim.
She let the cum boil from her mouth into Karen's and began to climax all over again as she stared into the panic-stricken, lust-crazed eyes of her pet bitch. Karen began to choke and struggle, but her heaving body couldn't dislodge the powerful grip Antonella had her locked in.
"Fuck!" Mark said, his voice filled with admiration, his cock, impossibly, filling with steel once more. "I'd never guessed this. Antonella, you're a genius. I could almost love you!"
Antonella smiled as she spat Mark's cum into the mouth of her blonde victim because she knew she's already entrapped Mark almost as fully as the piggish blonde cunt beneath her. She grabbed the slender wrist that Karen slammed into her bedraggled cunt and hurried its motion, driving Karen's arm deeper and harder into her body. She watched the jerk of muscle in the poor girl's twisted arm and hoped she wasn't doing any permanent damage. She wanted to be able to go on hurting Karen for a very long time.
Karen wasn't sure she existed anymore. Someone had just torn her arm from its socket, and Antonella's wondrous mouth must have just grown two cocks because she was feeding a double dose of juicy, sticky cum down her throat. Karen choked and coughed, but Antonella knew that she really wanted it all and kept their mouths locked firmly together. She wasn't going to let Karen lose one drop of the lip-smacking good jism, and Karen burned with pride that he lady would take such good care of her.
And more than that. Antonella was pulling it, twisting it, turning it until it could go farther into her pussy. And she was helping her fuck her fist in a bit. She must have known that however much I hurt, however much it felt as though her cunt was being perforated, that she wanted it harder, wanted it meaner, wanted it to hurt just a little bit worse.
Antonella fucked Karen's arm murderously into her blonde cunt, watching the arm turn silver and red as she plunged it more savagely inside the girl with every thrust. She sucked Karen's tongue inside her mouth so the girl could clean away the last of the cum she'd held there, and she spat into the girl's open mouth to give her any of the jism that might have slithered farther down her throat. She wrapped her long, lush legs around one of Karen's longer, slimmer ones and rubbed her cunt against the widow slave's svelte, satiny thigh. She raked the vicious fingernails of one hand over Karen's bouncy, heaving tits and flat, silky stomach. She came over and over and over again. She wanted to torture this stuck-up blonde cunt forever.
"You piggish, sluttish cunt!" Antonella screamed right into Karen's ear as she finally pulled her mouth away. She untwisted herself from the blonde's body and let go of her arm and rolled away from her. She let her rage flow through her now, wanting to work herself into the state of excitement she'd need to use her whip just right.
Karen was a fucking beauty. Even now, stained with every kind of sex-juice and soaked with piss, with her body bruised and scratched and her hair hanging limp and matted, she was ravishing. Her tits, scratched and dirtied and reddened, were firm as big rubber balls. Her quivering, flat tummy was covered by the sweetest down, and her ass-cheeks were perfectly round and firm and muscled. And her cunt, even after Mark had ravaged it with his horse cock, even while Karen ground half her arm inside it, was sweet and hot. Karen might be a slut and a pig and a whore, but she was also a beauty.
"You pig!" Antonella shrieked, uncoiling her killer whip and admiring Karen's rutting, sexy body. She hoped she got the chance to do all sorts of nasty things to it. "I've hated you for years, pig. And now you're not oinking. You're not even fucking oinking!"
Karen felt a chill of panic go through her along with a burst of shame at having failed to do what her lady asked. She wanted to explain that it was impossible to oink when her mouth was full of cum, but she knew that it was a poor excuse. She quivered in fear of her just punishment. And she kept plugging her forearm into her pussy, cumming without end.