The LeWood Anal Hazing Crew #06, Scene #04

Maddy O'Reilly knocked at the door with her hands shaking, her skirt barely covering what it should. Francesca opened it, eyes hard, mouth tight. The older woman yanked the redhead inside, slammed the door. Mark was already on the couch, jeans half open, cock thick against his thigh. "You call that fucking prepared?" Francesca snapped. She didn't wait for an answer. A sharp slap cracked across Maddy's cheek. The girl gasped. Another slap landed on her tits through the sweater. She wore no bra. Francesca felt it and smirked. "Get it off." Maddy peeled the top up. Her breasts spilled free, pale and freckled. Francesca's palm smacked both of them hard enough to make them bounce. Mark stood and walked to her. He dragged his cock out, heavy, veined, already half-hard. He didn't speak. He just gripped the back of Maddy's head and shoved his dick between her lips. She choked instantly. Her throat worked around the thickness, spit spilling at the corners. Tears stung the edges of her eyes. Francesca stripped the skirt down to Maddy's ankles. The girl still wore simple white panties. The woman dragged them off, balled them up, and shoved the cotton into Maddy's open mouth. Maddy made a muffled sound around it. Francesca slapped the redhead's bare ass with an open palm, loud and sudden. Then she grabbed a wooden ruler off the piano bench and brought it down across the same cheek. A bright red line rose. Maddy's ass tightened. Francesca hit the other side, measured and cruel. Mark kept feeding his cock down the girl's throat, the gagging wetter now, the spit pouring over his balls. He pulled out long enough for Maddy to suck in a breath. Francesca took the moment to tilt the girl's head back and spit directly into her open mouth. The saliva mixed with the gag spit already smeared across Maddy's lips. "You will learn," Francesca said. She dropped to a crouch, yanked Maddy's face between her thighs, and sat on it, grinding her pussy over the girl's nose and mouth. Mark moved behind. He spread Maddy's ass cheeks, looked at the tight pink hole, and slapped it hard with his open hand until both cheeks glowed scarlet. Then he pushed two fingers into her pussy without warning, pulled them out wet, and coated the head of his cock with the juice. He drove into her in one thrust. Maddy screamed into Francesca's cunt. The older woman shifted, stood again, and kicked one bare foot against the side of the girl's face. The sole pressed hard against her cheekbone, toes curling, forcing her head sideways. Francesca used the ball of her foot to smear spit and tears across Maddy's mouth. The heel came next, pressed against her lips until they opened. Then Francesca bent down, hooked Maddy's lips between her fingers, and stretched them wide while Mark fucked her pussy. He pulled out of her cunt and angled higher. The head pushed at her asshole, pressing, pushing. Maddy's body locked up. Mark didn't wait. He eased the thick crown inside, slow enough to hurt, fast enough to break resistance. The stretch burned. Francesca stepped in with a black butt plug, spit on it, and forced it into the gap Mark had left open. It sank in to the base, stretching the ring wider. Mark took the moment to fuck her pussy again, his cock now sliding beside the plug base. The double pressure made Maddy sob. Francesca grabbed a fistful of red hair and pulled hard, bending the girl's head back until her throat strained. She slapped her tits again, left and right, harder, until the pale flesh turned blotchy pink. Spit trailed down Maddy's chin in thick ropes. Francesca dragged two fingers through it and shoved them into her own mouth, tasting the mess. Then she sat again, this time facing the other direction, grinding her asshole over Maddy's mouth. "Lick it," she ordered. Maddy's tongue flicked out, hesitant. Francesca rocked forward until her asshole dragged across the girl's lips and nose, smearing the faint taste onto her tongue. Mark yanked the plug free. The hole gaped for a second, then started to close. He pulled his cock from her pussy, still wet, and drove it straight into her ass in one steady shove. Maddy howled. Francesca stayed on her face, smothering the noise. Mark pounded hard, each stroke pulling the rim outward, the sound wet and filthy. When he felt close he pulled out, pushed Maddy onto her back on the floor, and stood over her. Francesca knelt beside him, grabbed the girl's jaw, and held her mouth open. Mark jerked his cock twice and came in thick ropes that landed across her tongue, her lips, her nose. Francesca let the cum drip down, then pushed two fingers into the mess and smeared it outward until it covered most of Maddy's lower face. "Swallow," she said. Maddy did, throat working. Her eyes stayed open, glassy and ruined, makeup streaked in long black trails down her cheeks.