Strange Mythbusters-2

So it continued. They shared Kari’s asshole, Grant forcing his way in to her anus first as Kari screamed, and then Tory pressing his thick cock in alongside. Kari’s ass was stretched wide as the two cocks moved in her rectum. She finally did pass out before her insides received another coating of r****ts’ spunk, but they brought her back round before making her lick them clean again.

After two hours of riding Kari Byron, both together and individually, Grant and Tory were exhausted and in possession of a lot of smoking hot footage. Their own cocks were sore and still semi erect as they prepared for the final part of their plan; the ultimate testing of a myth. They left Kari sobbing on the floor as they prepared a chopping block before the cameras. They wanted as many angle shots a they could get besides the main camera.

Grant unlocked the cuffs on Kari’s wrists. Torn skin testified how hard and futilely the brutally ****d redhead had struggled for freedom. She was no longer struggling by then and had seemed almost catatonic for the last half hour of the ****. Tory took a handful of Kari’s air and dragged her across the build shop floor to the chopping block. He pressed her neck into the slight indent in the middle, and then secured a leather strap snuggly across the back – after making sure her hair was as much out of the way and too the side as possible. He hackled her wrists to the side of the chopping block so that with the sheer weight of it, she wouldn’t be able to go anywhere. Finally, he positioned a smaller block under her belly, to keep her on her knees throughout the decapitation.