Val’s voice cracked between Brit’s thighs. “Why… why are you doing this to me?”
Val keeps asking why are you doin this, cause your a whore, that’s what whores do.
Brit grabbed a fistful of her mother’s hair and yanked her face lower, spreading her cheeks with both hands. “Because you’re a whore. That’s what whores do—eat whatever hole I tell them to.” She shoved Val’s mouth straight against her asshole. “Tongue in. Now.”
Val’s sob vibrated against the tight ring. Brit ground down, forcing the wet muscle inside. “Deeper, Mom. Taste it. That’s your job—clean my ass while the whole family watches.”
The front door banged open. Val’s two brothers, three uncles, and her strung-out husband staggered in, already hard. The husband’s eyes were glassy from the dope he’d smoked to settle his debt. He tossed a baggie on the table. “She’s the payment. Use her.”
Brit didn’t move Val’s face. “You heard him. Keep licking while they wreck you.”
The first dealer yanked Val’s hips up and slammed his cock into her dry cunt. She screamed into Brit’s ass. He didn’t care. He jackhammered, using her like a sleeve, while the next dealer shoved two fingers into her asshole and twisted. “Tight little shithole. Gonna ruin it.”
Val tried to lift her head. “Please—!”
Brit slapped her. “Mouth on my hole or I’ll let them fist you.” Val’s tongue went back to work, trembling.
They took turns. One dealer pinned her arms while another forced his cock down her throat until she gagged and retched. Cum and spit poured out her nose. Another dealer kicked her legs wider and drove into her pussy so hard her knees scraped the carpet raw. Every thrust punched a wet, ugly sound out of her. Brit filmed it all, laughing. “Look at that stretched cunt. She’s dripping already.”
The husband watched, stroking himself. “She’s just a hole now. My hole.” He stepped up when the dealers finished and shoved his cock into the mess they left, fucking his wife while she sobbed into his daughter’s ass.
When the last dealer pulled out, thick ropes of cum slid down Val’s thighs. Brit finally let her up—only to swing a leg over her shoulder again. “Clean my pussy while you watch what they did to you.” She hit play on the phone. The screen showed Val’s face twisted, eyes rolling, dealers laughing as they slapped her and called her names.
Val’s tongue moved automatically, lapping Brit’s clit while the video looped. Every time someone new knocked on the door, Brit answered without looking away from the screen. “She’s ready. Dollar a fuck. Bring more.”
Val kept licking, tears mixing with spit and cum, waiting for the next cock to use the hole her daughter had turned her into.
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