EXTRACT FOR
Angel In The Wastelands
(Anna Mann)

"Keep sucking." the skinhead growled and snatched a handful of course black hair, dragging her roughly back onto his cock. Angel wriggled her ass, and attempt to break contact with the hand using the mixed juices flooding out of her as lubrication.

No! she screamed inside as the hand pushed hard against twitching pussy muscles.

No! she screamed again as the hair on her head strained, and she felt her snatch threatening to tear as his hand forced past resistance.

Please No! She pleaded silently as she felt the khaki man punch powerfully, burying his hand deep inside her body as his fingers curled to form a fist.

Oh God NO! She added a second later when knuckles hammered against her cervix. He was that deep inside her and wanting more.

He is fisting me she gasped.

Her legs were trembling under the weight of the degradation, her elbows were threatening to buckle as the skinhead rammed his cock harder and harder into her mouth. Angel groaned, she felt the fist moving deeper inside her, her strength was failing fast, what they were doing was taking her to the point of utter and absolute submission, she knew there was no escape for her. She also knew she didn't really care anymore, all that mattered in that incredible and depraved moment in time was cock in her mouth and the fist in her dripping, twitching cunt.

"I think she's enjoying herself." the khaki shirt chuckled, he had crouched down beside her ass, one hand inside her shaking body, the other busy pulling her tits like they were swinging udders. "Fuck these nipples are big and hard."

Max whimpered and barked, almost as though sensing that the tension was coming to a climax. The clenched fist inside her was punching painfully against her cervix. A breast elongated,  savagely pulled by the nipple, she felt her flesh stretching, pain flared and tingled, the fist stretching her pussy wide punched harder, then a finger poked against the tight entrance to her uterus? Angel lost control and shuddered as she squirted sweet nectar, she had cum again, the response to such abuse and humiliation inevitable. 

No-one will ever know about today she told herself as her knees fought to maintain any grip on the dirty ground, her ejaculate and trickling pee having turned the detritus to slippery mud. Max growled as she moaned, she felt the hand push deeper.

Now he has invaded me completely she groaned as a strong finger entered her womb, she shuddered and writhed, the taboo and pain was too much and she added to the slippery mess around her knees. She had lost herself, now she sucked with abandon, drawing the skinheads cock in deeper, attempting to swallow the end down as he pushed into her throat. With a shuddering groan he humped forward hard and sprayed his seed across the back of her tongue. Angel gagged, and choked, sperm shot from her nose. The man in the khaki shirt laughed and viciously snatched his hand from her cunt, and as Angel opened her eyes he stood quickly and placed his own hard cock against her eye shooting a strong salty spurt between her lashes.

Blinking and blinded Angel collapsed, her arms were like jelly, and as the cock pulled from her mouth they buckled. She was exhausted, physically and emotionally. She had been warned not to cross the wasteland, but who would ever have guessed what adventures would befall her. One morning of misfortune that looked set to shape her future.

Between the bottle and his fist her cunt had been torn to pieces, she would never recover from such a savage stretching, and then everyone will be even more offensive about the size of my pussy she groaned.

Angel dropped face down, she was sweating and panting hard, she had been degraded and abused, but despite hating herself for her reaction she was on fire with a raging desire for more. Slowly she rolled over onto her back, lifted her knees and spread them wide.