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She began to scream as they dragged her back to the center of the club. They threw her onto a table that had a hole in the middle of it. Before long the reason became apparent. Flipping a switch on the side of the table caused a pneumatic stripper pole to rise out of the floor and presumably the basement below. Rather than letting it go up to the ceiling though, the bouncer turned the switch off when it was about six feet high. Again the reason for this became apparent quickly. The two bouncers waited until they had a little bit of an audience, those not able to get close enough to the bartender as she was fucked in five holes including her eye socket. The bouncers lifted the woman in the green dress up on their shoulders and hoisted her above the top of the pole. Realizing what they were doing, the patrons clamored onto the table and lifted the woman's dress. She flailed and complained japanese as they tore her panties off and spread her asshole. Her voice went silent when the bouncers pulled her down, impaling her asshole on the pole. She stared at each of them in turn with wide eyes. She could not even speak for the pain she was in. They held onto her legs and pulled with their full weight, forcing the pole even further up her asshole. The patrons began to help as well. Slowly they forced it up into her stomach. Even from behind the bar, Floyd could see the bulge of her organs being pushed out of place. She opened her mouth but only blood trickled out. Flipping the switch again, the bouncers lowered the pole until her feet reached the table. "Alright, how about a dance?" they taunted her. She stared at them in confusion. The taller bouncer punched her in the face, breaking her nose. "Dance!" he screamed in her ear, making her shudder. Liquid ran down the pole as she pissed herself in fear. She struggled to touch the table with the tips of her toes and to move them in a rhythm akin to dancing. The bouncers cumshot and the patrons cheered as she did her best to perform. Eventually they grabbed her ankles and spun her around on the pole. "Oh god," she groaned as she felt her intestines twisting as they clung to the pole. She coughed and spat up more blood. "Please," she began to beg. "Can't you just fuck me? I'll let you do anything you want, just get me off this pole." asian "You're in no position to bargain," the bouncers laughed at her. "Besides, who wants to fit in your ruined ass anyway? Your insides have been turned to mush by now." He flipped the switch on the table again. "Please, don’t!" outdoor she screamed as she started to rise off the table. Her amateur toes had only been keeping some of her weight off of her insides but it was enough. Now she was in excruciating pain. The patrons grabbed her ankles and tried to hold her down. "No, let go!" she wailed as the pole slid further up inside her. When it reached her ribs, it spread them outward, causing them to crack. I had a naughty asshole. Liana felt the warmth of her against her skin and smiled. I didn't want to throw up. Sam quickly held his dog firmly and said “Don’t worry Aunt Manya. Inside was a long dildo with a bulbous head at one end and cumshot balls with a suction cup at the other. The young airman was so good, that the guys encouraged him to go to chef’s school after he got out. She scooted down on the couch, her butt hanging off the edge now, but she never amateur slowed. She felt herself lose track of everything except the powerful cock now punishing her insides. We were the last to perform. She buried back into me, smacking my clit again and again. She’s in our English class. Jack walked over and looked at Jane's tiny, exposed rose-bud. I glanced at him again and his smile had grown even larger. It’s perfect for my throbbing pussy, and I can feel him pushing into my tightness. She crawled reluctantly, away from under her lover, waiting outdoor asian for the pain to subside again. Except that the women in the movie had a cage to get under to protect her from the pig's weight. “I want you to fuck me really hard,” she stated in the sluttiest voice I had ever heard from her as she assumed ‘the position’ at the head of my desk. She moaned her disappointment, nevertheless, but followed my lead as I laid her back japanese on the bed. “Clean up that mess...with your tongue.” said Julie as she indicated the large pool of dog cum that sat glistening on the tiled floor. I can feel his hand caressing and probing me, this dress was too tight to tolerate panty lines, so my bear hip allowed all the feeling to come through. The dirt road they had been following ended at an old wooden passenger bridge.