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"WE HAVE A WINNER ANNOUNCED THE M.C.!!" as the bikers helped to remove the weights from the girl's nipples and then from the top of the press. The crowd cheered Pinkie for her most extreme breast mutilation to date even though they were disappointed the competition was over. As the girls hands were uncuffed and the beam lifted off their boobs so they could free them the press they both wailed as the blood began to flow back into their abused titties. Both girls had welts over their nipples and the front of their boobs where they'd protruded from the front of the press and been whipped. They also had deep grooves in their breasts where the studded beams had crushed them under 130 lbs. of weights for nearly 10 minutes. CHAPTER 20 - BATTING PRACTICE Sammie was helped doggystyle down from the stage by a couple of the Spades as she wailed and held tight her throbbing breasts. "ALL RIGHT NOW, THAT WAS IMPRESSIVE!!" jeered the M.C. "LET'S HEAR IT FOR THESE BRAVE GIRLS and our victor, MISS KINKY PINKIE!!" he brought on a rowdy roar as he marched Pinkie to the edge of the stage. Blushing from the applause and standing pigeon-toed in her heels, Pinkie shuttered in pain as she massaged her heavy aching breasts - helping the teen blood to flow back into her big sloppy bosoms. "WELL, HAVE YOU HAD ENOUGH, SWEETHEART?" he asked,as Pinkie toked on a bong and managed an slight school-girl grin for the pov cheering bikers. Her cute dimples began showing and her eyes lit up cum as the bikers began stomping their boots and yelling for more. "I CAN TAKE IT," she shrugged, cupping and offering up her monster breasts, squeezing the tattooed orbs - tugging the rings in her nipples. "WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO NEXT?" she pouted, acting shy as she bent her knees as if trying to hide her pierced and tattooed cunny. "WHAT ABOUT BATTING PRACTICE!!!" called black out a tall, burly man in the back. "YOU REALLY WANT TO GO ANOTHER ROUND, HONEY??" the M.C. asked the incredibly busty blond, eyeing her long legs and sexy tattoos. "YEAH, I GUESS. MY TITS HURT QUITE WELL... BUT... PAIN IS A RUSH..." she confessed, as felt her twat twitch and fill with excitement as the thought of new punishments danced in her drug-filled head. "TROUBLE IS I DON'T KNOW IF THERE'S ANYONE OUT THERE WHO'LL TAKE ON THIS HELLCAT. SHE'S TOO MUCH! WELL... ANYONE GOING TO TAKE ON OUR SEXY BOOB BASHIN' CHAMP??" An expectant silence descended over the crowd as they waited to see who might respond. The crowd went wild as gorgeous Linsey wiggled her sexy arse climbing the stairs to the stage. She was still naked apart from her hip high' fuck me' boots. Linsey's heart was racing as Tallesman roughly gripped her nipple and lifted her tit as an offering to the crowd yelling out ..."ITS SHOW TIME!!!" Lindsey sneered and stuck out her tongue in defiance. "I'll TAKE HER ON.." she slurred, her head spinning as she took another swig of Rum. “That's the truth, isn't it?” Then we both moved for a long drive. Cindy’s parents pov had to leave town for the weekend and had decided she was finally old enough to stay by herself. Sophie smiled at me and said, "Sam's told me all about you so I wanted to meet you for myself!" In fact, the whole Chateau will be overrun with children by next Halloween,” I tell her. She looked up at him, trying to show in her eyes that she forgave him, even as his penis slammed toward her cervix again and again. Seven doggystyle generations and they just threw cum it away! I lifted my butt off of the bed just teen enough Dee could strip my shorts. Avner didn’t know what to say, and just continued laying there, staring at the nymphs with wide eyes. Who was the girl, by the way?” Shirley had always been a very conservative person when it came to sex. I then reached up and started to slowly undo the buttons of my white satin blouse. My last lesson plan, getting ready for my lecture black last Friday, was still on my desk and... They push, deeper, hitting the stone, as she tries to prise the meat away from it. They then pulled their batteries out of their cell phones to avoid having to answer any questions. “Don’t they see the small-town charm?” It means that you own me and I own you. you don't have to do this.." Marcus got up and went to go look at them. She was a Freshman, her eyes bulging. Absolutely.