Soon their tongues were attempting to twist around each other as they swapped the cum between them. The look of bliss on her face as she looked him in the eyes. Even without her body having a chance to resist the violation of her ass hole still hurt like hell. They wouldn’t see the others going into hysterics about their violation at the paws of their canine rapists. Another one of her suspicions was once again proven correct. Brothel Whore 3567-B’s mind began to focus solely on these sensations as the customer began to establish a quicker rhythm. The sisters wouldn’t stop until they had exhausted each other. When her climax hit Brothel Whore 3567-B was certain that she wanted to try anal again with the customer before the weekend was over.
