Chapter 538: Chapter 538- Reverse GangBang
Softly. The particular soft moan of women who were being touched while they were touching. The pleasure of their own stimulation mixed with the pleasure of participating in the destruction of their teacher.
Edda’s hands fell.
Released from his grip, her arms dropped to the grass at her sides. Her palms pressed into the dirt. Her fingers clawed weakly.
The women moved.
Celia and Gia — the two who had been holding Jacob’s legs — reached down and grabbed Edda’s fallen hands. They pulled her arms back. Not painfully. Just enough to hold her in place. To keep her from crawling forward. To keep her from escaping the cock that was still driving twelve inches into her anal.
They held her hands like handles.
As if helping Raven hold her. As if they were part of the machine.
Raven kissed Nara.
The woman in front of him — her mouth open against his. Her tongue pressing into the kiss. Her hands in his hair. He kissed her while his cock drove into Edda’s anal. While Marla sucked his balls underwater. While Fatima humped his ass from behind. While Gia and Celia moaned softly from his grip on their tits. While they held Edda’s hands in the grass.
The clearing was full of sound.
The muffled, wet, gagged sounds of Jacob behind his cloth. "MMMPH— MMNGH—" He struggled against his bindings. His face was covered. His world was dark. His ears delivered every scream.
The soft moans of the women. "Mmhh~!! Ngh~!!"
The wet underwater sound of Marla’s sucking.
The heavy, obscene sound of Fatima’s hips against Raven’s ass.
And above it all — the loudest, most broken, most destroyed sound:
Edda’s screaming.
"AAAAAAANGHHH~!! HNGHHH~!! KKKKHAAAAANNGHH~!! AAAAAAANGHH~!!"
The sound of an old woman getting her anal pounded by a dragon demon while her grandson was bound and gagged five meters away. While her own students held her down and helped him do it.
"MMMPH— GRANDMA— MMNGH—"
Jacob’s muffled cry.
He could not see. He could only hear. He could only imagine. He could only stand there in the dark of his blindfold while the naked women held him. His grandmother’s screams told him exactly what was happening.
Raven broke the kiss.
He looked down at Edda. Her face was in the grass. Her white hair was spread in the dirt. Her back was arched. Her ass was taking everything. Her hands were held by her own students. Her body was pink and marked and completely destroyed.
He drove forward.
PHACKK—
"KKKKHAAAAAAANNGHHHHH~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!~~~~~~~~"
The water that had settled threw itself back again.
Another wave. Another meter of spray. His balls hit her pussy. His cock was twelve inches deep in her anal. Her body convulsed around him.
And Jacob — bound, gagged, blind — produced one last, desperate, completely broken sound:
"MMMPH— MMNGH— MMM— GRANDMA—"
Edda lay face-down in the grass.
Her body was a map of everything that had been done to it. The red marks of a sole on her right tit. The white hair of her pussy matted with spit and seed. Her anal ring stretched and twitching, still holding the ghost of twelve inches. Her face pressed into the dirt, her white hair spread like a fan, her tongue out, her eyes staring at nothing.
Two women held her hands.
Celia and Gia — each gripping a wrist, pulling her arms back into the grass, holding her flat with the efficiency of a team that had done this before and would do it again. Their young, tight bodies were naked in the moonlight, their nipples stiff, their eyes glassy with the insignia’s glow.
Marla sat on her back.
The full, chubby, fatty weight of the older woman pressing down between Edda’s shoulder blades, her thick thighs straddling Edda’s spine, her heavy tits hanging over Edda’s upper back. Marla leaned forward and kissed Raven.
SLRRRP—
"Mmhh~!!"
The kiss was deep. Obscene. Marla’s tongue pressed into his mouth with the desperate hunger of a loyal cock-addicted wife who had not yet received her turn and was starving for it. Her hips ground against Edda’s back, using the muscular old woman as a seat, a cushion, a piece of furniture to position herself for the demon’s mouth.
Edda felt the weight.
The crushing, suffocating pressure of Marla’s milf body on her lungs. She could not breathe properly. She could only gasp, her face in the dirt, her mouth open, drool pooling beneath her cheek.
And between her legs — a chin.
Nara’s chin pressed against the white hair of Edda’s pussy. The young, tight-bodied woman was on her back in the grass, her head between Edda’s spread thighs, her mouth open beneath Raven’s swinging balls. She was sucking them. Both of them. The heavy, seed-filled orbs resting on her face, her lips closing around the base of his sack, her tongue pressing against the wrinkled flesh, drawing them into her mouth with the wet, slurping hunger of a corrupted bitch who had learned her place.
SKHLRK— SKHLRK—
"Mmhh~!! Ngh~!!"
The sound of Nara’s sucking mixed with the wet noise of Raven’s cock driving back into Edda’s anal.
He had not paused.
While Marla kissed him and Fatima humped his ass from behind and Nara sucked his balls and Celia and Gia held Edda’s arms, he kept fucking the old woman’s ass. The full, relentless, twelve-inch stroke of him — the head dragging through the torn ring, the shaft glistening with the blood and wetness of her interior, the full length driving home with each snap of his hips.
SKHLRK SKHLRK SKHLRK—
"KKKKHAAAAANNGHHH~!! AAAAAANGHH~!! HNGHHH~!!"
Edda screamed into the dirt.
Her body was pinned. Her back was crushed under Marla. Her arms were held. Her anal was being destroyed. And Nara’s chin was rubbing against her clit with each suck of the balls, the pressure of the young woman’s jaw grinding against the sensitive nub with the mechanical, relentless rhythm of the sucking.
"Please— hah— my lord— hah— it is too— hah— it is tearing— hah— Dragon Lord— hah—"
Marla broke the kiss.
She looked down at Edda beneath her. Her eyes were cruel and wet and hungry. She leaned back and pressed her full weight down harder, her chubby ass cheeks spreading on Edda’s spine, her hands reaching forward to grab Edda’s white hair.
"Shut up," Marla whispered.
She pulled Edda’s head back by the hair, forcing her face out of the dirt, her neck arched, her throat exposed. Edda gasped, her mouth open, her eyes rolling.
Raven looked at her face.
The stretched, destroyed, completely ruined face of the dragon slayer. He smiled. And then he pulled out.
SKHLRK—
The wet, obscene sound of twelve inches leaving her anal. The ring gaping, twitching, red and swollen and glistening in the moonlight. The torn tissue slowly contracting, unable to close fully, a dark hole of defeat.
Edda collapsed.
Her face hit the dirt again. Marla released her hair. The old woman gasped, her chest heaving, her tits dragging in the dirt.
But he was not done.
Raven grabbed Fatima.
His hand closed around the woman’s wrist — the milf-bodied woman who had been humping his ass, her chubby, fatty tits swaying, her pussy dripping. He pulled her forward and threw her.
She landed on Edda.
The full weight of her body slamming down onto Edda’s back, but then — rolling, shifting, turning. Fatima’s body rotated and fell chest-to-chest with Edda. The two women were suddenly face-to-face. Fatima’s heavy, soft, milk-laden tits crushed against Edda’s dense, muscular, battle-hardened breasts. The nipples met. The flesh compressed. Edda’s face was lifted a few inches from the ground by the impact, her chin pressed against Fatima’s shoulder.
"Hah—" Edda gasped. "What—"
