Fantasy Snuff club

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Both posts began to pump into her cunt and ass. She could feel them fucking her, thrusting up and down inside her. They were offset, one pumping a little faster than the other. That meant at times they would thrust in unison before the timing would be thrown off and they would alternate pumping into her.

Carrie’s mother suddenly let out a painful cry. Was the steel pole forcing its way through her body now? Carrie could not help wondering what it felt like.

She actually had some idea, being as how she had a post of her own gloriously fucking her rectum. But her mother’s post would not stop with just an anal fuck. It was destined to go all the way through until it protruded out of her mouth.

Carrie let out another cry as the posts shot fire into her holes. Then they started pumping a little faster. The water level was now climbing her bare chest.

Her mother screamed in agony. Had her cervix been ruptured? Was the post now pushing its way into her stomach? Which one of them would succumb first?

Carrie looked out and saw Mistress Am smile at her. It was incredibly erotic the way the woman was toying with snuffing her. A thumb hovered casually over a button. Then Carrie stiffened again as the posts delivered electrical fire into her sensitive holes.

Her large tits bounced as she thrashed about in the chair. Her body reacted instinctively. But she wasn’t the only one in agony. Her mother was also wriggling about as she suffered over on the impalement cross.

Carrie was hot with a perverse arousal. So this was how it was going to end for them, eh? Mother and daughter – snuff sluts alike – about to be slaughtered for the entertainment of everyone present as well as those watching on the Internet. It was beyond thrilling, the shameful excitement threatening to overload her senses.