“Fist-f**k him, honey,” urged Janet, “Pound him good!” Andi was only too happy to comply. She braced herself and started punching her fist and forearm violently up into Fred’s gaping ass. Weeping with the extreme agony and limitless humiliation of his very first fisting, unable to believe it was actually happening to him, Fred nevertheless still felt his erection straining excitedly against the pillows. No matter how extremely he was subjugated and brutalized, his own arousal just seemed to climb higher.
As Andi’s strong young battering ram slammed into his rectum again and again and again, he began to fear he’d ejaculate before Audra even touched him. What kind of extreme punishment would that faux pas cost? He didn’t even want to consider it. But at last Andi pushed her arm in as deep a
