Unload their cum
He looks at Paul who understands what the Master wants with a look and smashes Martine at the same pace.
Now, the 2 tails act in concert and little by little shove the 2 girls. It’s the one who screams the loudest. They feel deep inside themselves new sensations bringing them to enjoyment, well fucked by these cocks that smash their onions.
The two fellows at a faster and faster pace and one after another unload their cum.
When they retire, their 9 comrades have a breathtaking view of the 2 dilated orifices that spit out each time their sphincter contractions their dose of white lava.
Madame Clerc wants her piece of cake and leads Jeanne to do as she does.
The Mistress and the ingenue find themselves on their knees, mouth open and tongue outstretched and collect the juicy seed of these red and deformed fions. They stuff themselves with this cum without worrying where he comes out and lick their lips to not lose a drop.
-Hum … it’s good! It’s hot ! Miss, we must not lose anything and as the saying goes, “Cock juice even in the ass is worth treasure and benefits!
Paul is out of order and can not handle the 3rd thief, but Master is still brave and moves to take over from Paul.
Whore what I tasted! It took me a long time before the pleasure overrode the pain but I must say that the feeling although weird is still nice.
The Master has just knelt behind me. I am apprehensive because I remember the huge difference between him and Paul.
– Stay calm, I’ll go slowly but if you tell me to stop, I will not insist, you’re the smallest and your ass looks as tight as your pussy, spreads your buttocks to facilitate penetration !
He puts the head of his ass on my narrow door still dilated.
His penis barely bigger than that of Paul enters with difficulty, he does not insist and spring.
He waits a moment and pushes the hat again that disappears little by little in me.
I feel every inch of this huge beam expand beyond my rectum, tearing me inside. I cling to the sheet and scream louder than with Paul. It’s atrocious …
-Nooonnn … Aaarrrggg … Stop … I hurt too much!
But it is fully back in my ass and the more it sinks, more the exponential size of his “dongle” plows me beyond what I can bear.
He does not move, his balls crushed on my buttocks, waiting for the pain fades.
But as soon as he moves, I scream again.
Madame Clerc comes to my rescue:
-Master, when the ankle is bigger than the mortise, the carpenter must change site!
He looks at her without saying anything and withdraws from my entrails as slowly as possible, provided my guts do not follow!
The Master, the ever-standing obelisk addresses Jeanne:
-So … you want to try?
-I accept the challenge !
After what has just happened with Martine, Mrs. Clerc insists even longer to grease my little hole and prepares with his fingers to receive the pile of flesh. For long minutes, she massages me and my eyelet.
Finally the Master positions his huge cock against my anus and a blow of kidney, penetrates me a few inches. I think I die so much the pain is intense. My breath is cut off.
I have the impression that I was donning a burning brand in the ass.
When finally I catch my breath, I heal and can not hold back my tears.
As for Martine, he stops immediately and asks me:
-You decide what to do next.
I need 2 minutes before I give him my answer:
-Putain that it hurts … But if Armelle could do it then me too!
– Your ass is really tight but less than that of Martine … .thought again, but see it comes back …
Madame Clerc encourages me
– Let yourself go! Push your ass to him !!!!!
The Master takes me by the hips and pulls me to make him disappear a good ten centimeters between my buttocks, cutting my breath again.
Then with a violent blow of kidney, it sinks even further and for long minutes, it “works” me gently until finally I feel pleasure.
– Wait, I’ll share your girlfriends behind the ice …!
And he puts his hands under the fold of my knees and stands up, lifting me with his arms as powerful as a feather.
– Hang on as best you can, it’ll be pretty acrobatic!
– Be careful not to open it in two …. Advises Mrs. Clerc.
I cling to his shoulders as I can, his arms went under my thighs and his hands grabbed the fold of my legs.
– Let yourself go down and I’ll go even further.
– But I’m already full … I thought you had me skewered thoroughly?
Mrs Clerc draws my attention to my mistake.