Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 429: Angela’s Shithole Gapes

A broken sob-moan escaped Angela as her body shuddered, with Lisa's tongue thrusting even deeper—twisting beyond the swollen, battered rim into the warm, quivering interior.

Everything reached my ears: the slick, slurping intrusions, the eager gulps while Lisa sucked up my load directly from the origin, her face pressed into Angela's cleft, breathing in the pungent mix of butt-sweat, semen, and juices as if it were her vital air.

Lisa kept her grip tight on those marked cheeks, forcing them apart even more ruthlessly, her fingers pressing fresh marks into the flushed skin to maintain that open, defenseless entrance.

"Mmmph—Boss—your ass tastes so damn dirty," Lisa murmured into the damp flesh, her words stifled yet full of whorish devotion, withdrawing her tongue briefly to hawk a heavy spit glob onto the spasming ring before plunging in once more.

"Salty semen blended with your filthy hole-sweat—god, it's gripping my tongue—still slack from his thick dick—!! I sense it throbbing, craving more—!!"

A dark, harsh laugh burst from me as I moved my hips to rub my rigid cock—now completely hard again, ridged and pulsing like an iron bar—down the valley of Angela's rear, streaking the dripping pre-cum across Lisa's moving head.

"You hear that, wife? Your worker's labeling your shitter 'nasty.' She's spot on—it's a ruined, semen-dripping drain now, courtesy of me. But relax, I'm far from finished claiming it."

Suddenly, I drew back and brought my hand down sharply on Angela’s left cheek—PHHHHAT—the strike so fierce it raised her hip from the mat, the force waving through her shaking flesh.

A sharp, beastly yelp came from Angela—her asshole squeezing tightly around Lisa’s probing tongue, releasing a new burst of confined gas and semen that sprayed across Lisa's chin. "H-Husband—!! Fuck—my ass—it's burning—!! Stop—!!" Yet her objection melted into a deep groan as another gush shot from her pussy—scalding, powerful streams soaring up and drenching Lisa’s breasts, making the flimsy material stick see-through to her erect nipples.

Lisa showed no hesitation. Rather, it fueled her—her other hand darting between Angela’s legs to seize that engorged, tormented clit, circling it with brutal, ceaseless motions using her thumb while two fingers drove fully into the gushing slit.

"Squirt all over me, Boss—!! Soak your filthy girl as I devour your semen-packed ass—!! Your clit's rock hard—swollen like a mini dick—I'm going to force you to flood me until I'm submerged in your whore nectar—!!"

The combined attack shattered Angela utterly. She writhed beneath me—frantic and unhinged—shrieking through clenched teeth as her form surrendered in the most depraved manner imaginable.

"Lisa—your fingers—working my clit—!! Tongue in my shithole—!! Husband—watching—!! I can't—!! I'm going to—FUCK—!!" Her speech broke into a fractured cry, her pussy spasming around Lisa’s fingers as a huge climax tore through her.

The squirt burst forth in nonstop, flooding spurts—dousing Lisa’s face, her locks, my limb—coating the mat in a hot pool of her humiliation. Her asshole twitched violently, sucking at Lisa’s tongue like a hungry orifice, expelling more creamy strands of semen that Lisa lapped up hungrily, groaning as if she couldn't live without it.

I refused to ease off. Seizing Angela’s hips in a painful clamp, I lifted her rear higher— even as she slumped—arranging her like a dog in estrus on hands and knees, her face still buried in the drenched sleeping bag.

My cock—coated in her rear fluids and my saliva—thwacked solidly against her crevice once, twice, the broad tip tracing sticky lines over her ring.

"You believe a single load satisfies this eager rear entrance? No way, slut. I'm going to pound it sore—fuck it till it's forever stretched, oozing my essence for days. Beg for it. Inform your husband and your slutty protector how desperately you want your untouched ass demolished once more."

Angela's head drooped, eyes unfocused and vacant, saliva trailing from her open mouth. "P-Please—Husband—!! Destroy my ass—!! Fuck it without mercy—!! Widen my shithole more—make it ache so deliciously—!! Lisa—keep stroking—force me to squirt as he fills me—!! I'm your anal cum-rag—your gushing fuck-slut—!! Hammer me—devastate me—!!"

Lisa withdrew her tongue with a moist smack—Angela’s opening yawning lewdly, a rosy tunnel leaking the final traces of semen—then hawked a dirty spit lump directly onto the quivering edge. "Go for it, sir—!! Shove that huge cock back inside her—!! I want to watch her asshole devour you to the hilt—listen to her howl while I finger-bang her messy pussy—!!" Her fingers persisted—now three sturdy ones spreading within Angela’s pussy, thumb crushing the clit as if aiming to pulverize it, wet noises resounding like an adult film score.

I positioned the swollen tip of my cock at that trembling, damaged circle—no lubricant now, only the leftovers of our chaos—and pushed ahead without pity. No gradual widening, no playful entry.

Simply a ferocious, bone-jarring shove that shoved the head beyond her fighting muscle in one brutal snap, the shaft piercing far in a nonstop slide until my balls smacked firmly against her spurting folds. Her insides gripped like a blaze—scorching, undulating, choking my thickness in frantic contractions—but I offered no pause for recovery.

I pulled out—almost fully withdrawing, her ring holding fast to the ridged shaft—then rammed in anew, fiercer, further, the damp collision of my hips on her marked cheeks booming like shots.

"Take it—!! You dick-starved anal whore—!!" I bellowed, establishing a ruthless tempo—each drive a pitiless hammer, hitting bottom so intensely her inner barrier sensed the shock. Her asshole expanded lewdly around me—the edge paling from tension, inner folds pulling and fluttering as if attempting to drain me empty.

Each insertion produced dirty, slurping sounds—gas and semen bursting around my thrusting cock, foaming up in lathery bands at the root.

Angela’s cries were straight from adult films—harsh, primal, shattering into whimpers. "TOO HUGE—!! HUSBAND—!! YOUR COCK’S TEARING MY ASS APART—!! SEARING—EXPANDING—FUCK, I FEEL EVERY BUMP—EVERY VEIN SCRAPING MY INSIDES—!! HARDER—!! RUTHLESS—!! MAKE IT OOZE SEMEN—!!" Her breasts swayed madly below, smacking her limbs; perspiration scattered from her skin in bursts with each savage hit.

Lisa synced with my speed—fingers pounding into and out of Angela’s pussy like a piston, teasing that clit with fierce snaps that sparked new gushes every second thrust. "Boss—!! You’re opening so broad—!! His cock’s flipping your shithole outward—!! Squirt for us—!! Soak my hand as he destroys you—!! Damn, your pussy’s gripping—pulling my fingers like it craves another climax—!!"

And she did—repeatedly. Each fierce pat of my balls on her lips jolted her depths; her pussy detonated in fierce streams, saturating Lisa’s arm up to the elbow, splattering onto my midsection, converting the mat into a drenched pond of her sordid outpouring.

I extended my reach to add to the torment—my palm covering Lisa’s on her clit, squeezing and turning the bloated bud until Angela’s eyes flipped up, tongue protruding as she muttered senselessly.

"Envious little slut—having your ass ravaged brutally while your protector fingers you into madness," I snarled, tugging her hair more forcefully to bend her spine, baring her neck for my teeth to bite into. "Sense that? My cock reshaping your intestines—claiming this passage eternally. No further complaints about Mira—now you're both my rear whores, stretched and dripping together."