Indian Squirting Compilation

Her nipple rings glistened under the spotlights. “OH YEA, THAT’S IT, PUSH IT IN,” she begged as Zin pushed the sharp tip of the long metal skewer into the side of her bloated breast. “OH FUCK YES,” she groaned as the tip entered her soft flesh and Fingering began to slide into her boob easily without resistance. “OH JESUS, LOOK AT IT NOW!!” Pinkie’s mind was awash with hallucinations as she realized what she’d done. She was proud of her resolve to reach new levels of pain. She also loved having an audience as she wagged her pierced tongue at desi the dozens of bikers, punks and perverts who sat on the edges of their seats jerking off to the sight of her hideous self-mutilation. “COME ON, I CAN TAKE MORE!” she encouraged as she looked at the single skewer in her tit. Her boobs teen continued to stretch slowly as the black leather straps cut deeply into her boobflesh stretched the huge hard bound tattooed breasts by her distended nipple rings straight towards the rafters. “DON’T WORRY MISS PRETTY MAMA,” said Tallesman as he handed a dozen skewers to Zin. ”AND WE HAVE MANY MORE NICE GAMES TO RUIN THESE BIG TITTIES BEFORE YOU BEG US TO CUT THEM OFF,” laughed Tallesman, as he held up a handful of long red candles for all see. “GO ON, FUCK HER TITS MAN!!” shouted an enthusiastic spectator. “LETS SEE HOW KINKY WE CAN TURN LITTLE MISS PINKIE?” “GO ON, SHOVE IN MORE SCREWERS,” shouted another. “AAAHHH!” Pinkie groaned as Zin, poked and pushed another screwier into her tit, this time entering right up through the base and exiting near her nipple. “OH FUCK!” she moaned as she watched Zin pull out another. “OH GOD,” she cried as he pushed another through her left boob drawing a little blood which oozed and ran down her swollen flesh. “SEVERAL MORE FOR EACH BREAST,” commanded Tallesman as Zin continued to perforate her boobs with the long sharp skewers. “AND ONE RIGHT UP THE CENTER OF EACH BOOB,” he ordered. “WE’RE GONNA HAVE SOME FIREWORKS,” he laughed. “OH YEA, FUCK, SHIT, JESUS, OH GOD DAMN IT TO HELL,” Pinkie cursed as masturbating Zin stuck the skewers in her flesh and pushed them through to the other side until she had a half dozen rods poking right through her bloated breasts. Her mind was oozing with lust as she watched herself being mutilated in front of an entire room of jerking-off men. Tallesman lit a candle and held it over Pinkie. “OH YEA, THAT’S IT, HOT WAX!!” she begged as Tallesman cocked his wrist and splashed burning hot wax onto Pinkie’s pierced nipples. “GO ON, BURN ME, MOTHER FUCK,” she hissed as he pressed the burning candle into her flesh, singing her nipple with the flame. “TAKE SOME MORE PICTURES,” she gazed into the room full of masturbating men as she hung totally suspended by her severely stretched breasts which were now turning black as the cords cut deep into her flesh as she hung on display for Tallesman and his room full of perverts. “NOW PLACE THESE ON EACH ROD,” Tallesman requested as he handed the candles to Zin. Unceremoniously, Zin stabbed the indian candle ends onto the skewers, pushing the candles all the way down the skewer until it rested on Pinkie’s boob. “ANYONE GOT A MATCH?” Tallesman laughed as he looked into the audience - now spellbound by the spectical in front of them. “WHO WOULD LIKE TO JOIN ME IN CELEBRATING THE INITIATION OF MY MOST BEAUTIFUL NEW SLAVE...MISS KINKY PINKIE?” He announced to the excited crowd of mostly men. “I WILL,” stood up one tall bald headed man. “ME TOO,” chimed in another. Suddenly, a dozen men approached the stage with their cigarette lighters and matches in hand to join in the festivity. “REMOVE THE CUNT WEIGHTS AND HELP ME ELEVATE HER LEGS,” Tallesman requested as he unbuckled the shackles on her ankles and brought her legs forward high into the air and open them wide for easy access. With her arms now dangling below her, Pinkie now hung from the rafters by her tits and ankles at waist height. “LIGHT ‘EM UP BOYS AND GET OUT YOUR CAMERAS,” Tallesman ordered as he shoved a long candle up Pinkie’s ass and four candles on top of each other up her pierced, shaved and tattooed cunt. “Why would your dad care?” I asked. But the fear ran deep. Clearly from Megan's perspective, the pair were bucking and humping like animals. I watched her from the tops of my eyes as the arousal brimmed for her eyes, as she grew rock-hard in my throat. “Well sometimes I might, you know how it is.” After being indian in my ass for no more two or three minutes I feel his very hot cum filling me up. After all, she would never have met her current squeeze if it hadn't been for her piloting the fatal flight that was passing over this spot, little over a year ago. In fact, except for scheduled shopping trips, movies and dining out; in the supplied mini-van, a lot of the residents rarely left the grounds. Leah was still kneeling behind them, watching the act with a pained expression on her face. "So, can I have her?" “Mm, now this is a good teen cock,” she said as she began to suck masturbating on it hard, then popping off. Was it a bad thing? I told her I had all but signed and mailed the paperwork to go overseas with my company. Yavara looked hurt that I said that. My desi ovaries responded to Valentina's hunger. Another gasp. Fingering