He popped his toe out of her cunt, admiring the way it dripped and glistened with jism. The toenail was long and dirty, and he knew it had scratched her pussy inside. He walked around to the front of her and rubbed his slimed toe up and down her cheek, putting a few claw marks in her skin. He jabbed her lips, forcing her to turn her head up.
"Bet you're hungry, Sister. Have some toe. It's got some tasty sauce on it." He rammed his toe into her mouth. "Suck it, bitch. Eat off the jizz, then lick the dirt out from under the toenail." He twisted his toe in her mouth, clawing her tongue.
She sucked his toe in silence, her face expressionless, drugged-looking. She'd been fucked into a near coma.
Pretty face, Roscoe thought, masturbating his cock through the black shirt. All these nuns around here were extra-pretty, extra-sexy. And they were all young, anywhere from eighteen to twenty-five, not much older than he was. The only older nun was Sister Francine, the warden.
Roscoe smiled, toe-fucking Sister Raphael's mouth. He half-wished he were up in the prison right now. About now Sister Francine was being stripped. Too bad he was missing that. He envied the first guy would rape her tight cunt. What a pleasure it would be to stick her and listen to her squeal. Her cunthole was probably like greased leather inside, supertight, the way her mouth looked.
He yanked his toe out of Sister Raphael's mouth, cutting her lower lip with his toenail in the process. The sight of the blood beginning to trickle from the cut excited him, and he squatted in front other, hiking up his skirt, ramming his aching fucker against her lips.
"Eat it, you bitch! This is for that time you tanned my ass with a razor strap." He stuffed his cock down her throat, choking her. Grabbing her by the ears, he fucked her face, grinding his hairy groin against her nose, delighting in the sight of his ivory cock slicing in and out of her over stretched mouth.
Her lips were stretched thin, the toenail cut he'd given her stretched wide and bleeding more heavily. His cock was painted now with spit and blood as it moved in and out, kind of a pink, candy color. He fucked her harder, jolting her skull, causing the stool to slide a few inches on the cobblestones. She was whimpering, her face purple, straining. Her tongue began to flick at the underside of his prick, stimulating his pleasure-strand. He knew what she was up to. She wanted to bring him off as quickly as possible so he'd let her rest. Well, to hell with that! He ripped his cock out of her throat, then flogged her with it, slamming his big hard piece of prickmeat back and forth across her face.
"Dirty bitch cocksucker! You sucked cock before, ain'tcha? Or else how would you know about that magic spot under a guy's prickhead? Bitch nun cocksucker! Pretend you're all holy and pure and everything, but you know all about sucking prick, don'tcha?"
He stood up and circled around behind her. "I'm gonna screw your pig fuckhole, sow. You're gonna love it, gonna squeal like an old sow in the pigpen."
Roscoe hitched up his skirt again, tempted to rip the Goddamn thing off. It was a Goddamn nuisance. But that taxi would be passing back through the gate, and although he'd left it open so the cabbie could drive right through, there was just the chance that the guy would stop to jaw a little, and he'd have to be ready just in case, dressed and ready to speak in a high-pitched voice. He shoved the front of the lifted skirt under his belt to hold it up, then got down on his knees behind the nun's big sexy ass.
Pretty, real pretty! He fingered her asspucker, then leaned over and sniffed it. The smell of shit and sweat and jism turned him on, made his fucker throb. Feeling a perverse urge, he planted his lips over the nun's shithole and smooched it. It twitched in response. He couldn't help himself. He shoved his tongue up it, at the same time masturbating himself.
He tasted muskiness and jism. Christ, she'd been fucked up the shitter, buggered! He pulled his tongue out, spit and slapped her ass.
"You filthy bitch! Every one of your holes've been used, ain't they? And I bet you loved it. Buggered! Jesus Christ!"
He thrust a few fingers up her dripping pussyhole, felt the raw, liver-like meat inside, pulled his fingers out and smeared the cuntjuice and jism on her ass. Then he rammed his cock up her fuckhole and began to fuck her with all the agility and energy he possessed. He got up on his feet, half-squatting as he fucked her. Standing rather than kneeling allowed him to fuck her harder, allowed him to look down on her from higher up and to watch his huge fucker slicing in and out of her juicy crotch.
Juicy was the word. She was a boiling caldron of fuck-slime and jism inside. Jism gushed out over his ballooning balls as he fucked her. Jism dripped off the shaft of his slicing prick. His cock made a plooshing, squishing sound inside, her, like a toilet plunger. Jesus, this was fun! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck – just as hard and fast as he wanted to. He ground into her deeper and harder, rubbed his belly against her big round ass and moaned with the pleasure he felt in his lower abdomen, in his prick, under his balls. He looked down at her gorgeous ass and saw her hairy asshole was throbbing and half-open as he fucked her pussy.
"Fuck this," he muttered. "Let me in that other hole." Roscoe popped his prick out of her cunt and he rammed it, dripping and quivering, against her asspucker. He watched with delight as his prickhead stretched open her pucker and disappeared up her shitter.
Sister Raphael snapped her head back, arched up, lifting the stool her middle was bound to a few millimeters from the floor.
"Stop!" she gasped. "Oh, please stop! Oh, God, help me!"
Her whimpering thrilled him. Leaning on her ass, one dirty brown hand on each of her white asscheeks, he tried to rip her ass-globes away from each other as he buried his steelhard cock up her shithole. His prick was engulfed, the base of his cockshaft gripped by her tight ass rings. Her asshole walls were hot and slippery with jism, and they clutched his cock tighter than her cunt had. He could feel an artery pulsing in her asshole. He pulled out until just the head of his prick remained inside her, then fucked back in.
"Ahhhh!" It felt so good. Those bristly little hairs that ringed her shit pucker added an extra thrill to his fucking.
Sister Raphael squirmed, panting rapidly, the muscles alongside her spine standing out like columns as she arched back, her head twisting madly. "Oh, please don't, please don't! I just can't stand that! I just can't! You're killing me! Oh, Lord help me!"
Roscoe giggled, slapped the nun's upturned ass and pistoned his cock in her clutching shithole. "That's it, you smelly sow, move it!" He slapped her ass viciously as he buggered it. Then he began to pinch her creamy skinned ass-globes, to rip at the smooth skin with his fingernails. "Man, this feels so fucking good! I never felt so good in my life. Move it, you sow! Squeal, you bugger hole!" He pinched her ass violently, causing instant purple bruises.
Sister Raphael shrieked, wailed and twisted from side to side. The ropes that were wrapped around her waist cut into her lower back and sides. She jerked, gasping, causing the heavy wooden stool to which she was bound to knock on the cobblestone floor.
Roscoe was in heaven. Ever since he'd been a teen, he'd had secret fantasies of fucking a girl or a woman as hard and viciously as he was able, and now he was doing it. Ram, ram, ram, ram, ram! Christ, it felt good! His prick skin was aching from, the friction. He was fucking them both raw.