[15:57] [Redacted]: The resemblance was uncanny, and they were presented side by side for Alizia to compare easily. Those same intense, amber hues lined next to each other, both just underneath the clear gaze of their thin-rimmed, professional glasses. Cheek-to-cheek, both flushed with bright pink, Mei's chin resting on her daughter's shoulder. The familial pairing resting on their knees with Mei's own spread out so wide, her own crotch was grinding right against the fat, round flesh in front of it. Her tits so uncomfortably squished against her daughter's back that her pert bumps pushing through her sweater could be seen from in front, jutting out from behind the young girl's lats. What might've been a sweet motherly embrace was ruined by Mei's hands. One diving right between Hana's thighs, keeping that frilled, black skirt up so that Alizia could both see the ever-so-slightly pudgy midriff of her daughter, as well as her molten-hot, oozing cunt hidden by a flimsy set of white panties. Black, coarse pubes digging through the fabric in a small bush of innocence. The mother's fingers held her in a way no self-respecting family would dare: fingers mashed up against that budding clit, grinding down into her sensitivity and sending a jolt of pleasure bucking into the young girl's hips.

"S-see, Ms. Charla? I've brought her to you, just like I promised so long ago!" Mei turned up her gaze, finding that amethyst stare with a pleading, desperate smile across her plush lips. "My firstborn, Hana. I've been tirelessly getting her ready for this day. And she's been excited to meet you as well." She spoke while dragging her other hand up, grazing over those massive globes of flesh that were clearly well-inherited. Brushing over puffy nipples that didn't have a scrap to support them aside from a loose, white, spaghetti-strapped top that was stretched taut over the fat of Hana's chest. Mei pinched a thumb into her daughter's cheek, the other cheek depressed by her middle finger, and as if practiced, Hana's tongue lolled out of her open mouth. A cloud of hot steam seemed to be released as if Hana had been holding her breath this whole time. Clearly nervous. That slimy, drool-covered tongue hung down nearly to her chin, and Mei greeted it by pressing her index finger over it, tracing over its shape, making her salivate more to the point of sticky, glistening ropes falling down into a pool on those mountainous tits. 

"That's it sweetie. Just like we've practiced." Mei whispered tiny encouragements to her daughter, following up with a bright, firm kiss onto her cheek that left behind its thick, scarlet imprint, clashing with the glossy noir shade of the girl's. Hana's hands were stuck, frozen stiff atop her voluptuous thighs that were the perfect mix of good genes, feminine plush and ceaselessly-worked muscle. Surrounded by the similar thighs of her mother's, thigh-high black stockings wrapping into them so tight that her flesh bulged out around its hem. A pair of innocent blue booty-shorts doing minimal work to swallow up that fatness behind her wide, birthing hips. With the material clinging into her puffy mound with a visible outline, it was more like an obscene thong than acceptable clothing. 

A few more seconds of rubbing, and Mei finished it off with a firm slap onto her own daughter's soft folds. Smack. Hana shuddered and let out an open-mouthed moan, more drool pouring from the surface of her tongue. Pulling her hand away revealed long, viscous strands of liquid excitement stretched between Mei's fingers and Hana's crotch. Even spreading them out had the strings of fluid hanging between her fingers, showcasing them for the accountant to see. "I trust that this will do? Please, I've worked her so hard just to be suitable for you, Ms. Charla."

[16:35] Alizia Charla cheeks were flushed red and delight danced within her amethyst hues at the prime pieces of fuckmeat so eagerly presented in all their opulence to her. It had been a small command, issued weeks ago to the bespectacled scientist who had failed even the simple task of arousing Alizia. Come back with something better, and she hadn't heard a word since. In truth,s he believed the barely-clothed cretin to have given up and lost herself to fiendishly masturbating to old videos of her conquests, but she had returned. Not alone or mewling for forgiveness for her inability, but bearing a gift so lecherously sweet that the bulge upon Alizia's skirt was tented high before she had even began their foul display of hedonism. Her own daughter freely gifted to satiate the woman's demands, motherly inclinations all but ruined by the absurd of she presented before what was little more than a stranger. Her daughter's aching folds drooling down to her knees and her own budding lusts, statements that she was 'trained' and taught what to do, and that nerve wracking tongue that peeked from the younger's ebony lips as is inviting disaster. It was simply too much for the poor accountant to bear, and her heels clicked forward in a practicated strut forward.

Hana was the first to be defiled, rightly so considering her mother's presentation of her. Alizia towering over the young girl by a solid head and shoulders before she leaned forward, hands grasping at either side of that presented chin to smash lips against lips in a sordid embrace. The accountant's maw opened wide to cusp that extended tongue before swallowing it whole, only to then ram it right back into it's owner's waiting gullet with her own dexterous and pink muscle driving it inwards. in the same motion, a heinous expulsion of saliva burst forth from their lips. Viscous and opaque, pure white like it had been birthed from the mouth of a dog instead of the regally dressed governmental accountant before them. The slimy glue clinging to their chins, refusing to flow further downwards until another wave of sickeningly thick spit rushed forth and sent it splattering down in heavy thwaps against the pathetic attire that Hana called a top, while it flooded from the poor sow's nostrils in a choked gag. From the mother's perspective it would have looked absurd, from the daughter's her mouth was too busy being scrapped and scrubbed raw by the foul woman's egregiously oversized tongue for her to think much at all. Her teeth polished to a squeaking sheen one by one, as that almost sour and acrid taste of spit seared her subjugated tastebuds and clogged her throat with it's unfathomable consistency. Worse than honey, worse than tar. It had no right to be called saliva with how sultry it felt clinging to the lining of her esophagus.

The kiss was a short one by any account, filled with lecherous pops and panted exhales before Alizia finally broke away and left sticky tendrils of spit connecting their mouths while her mouth were rimmed by an outline of black lipstick. The mother untouched for what must of been tens of minutes finally turned to, hand striking to grasp at one of her oversized and bloated udders to clamp down upon it like a vice. Stretching the fatty orb as it was wrenched upon, her meat smashing into her daughter's own as their bodies were compressed together by the sides for ease-of-access, before Alizia leaned down. Her heaved pants misting upon the air, reeking with her arousal immediately fogging the poor researcher's spectacles from proximity, but that was swiftly corrected by a wad of spit being flung from the shestud's mouth, splatting down upon the left lens in a revolting display of complete and utter disregard for her well-being, until her lips too clashed with the half-beast's own. The taste of their mixed mouth slop was not lost upon her, doubly so when the stench of her own offspring came heavy and hot from Alizia's face, ingraining into her brain that she was not only savoring the flavor of the one that she craved, but was forced to share it with her own daughter. A reminder that her old and sagging flesh was not enough, even if she was being blessed by that squirming half-mile of muscle ramming itself into the back of her throat with all the grace of a sandbag to the back of her head, and flooding her cheeks to bulging with that vile slime. In contrast to her Hana's kiss though, it lasted seconds. Broken in heartbeats and the heated embrace gone too soon, before her meaty globe was wrenched down upon and legs were forced into an obscene squat - right alongside her daughter. Their knees knocking together while both of their slimy and puffy cunts were put on display. One panties ruined, the other's booty shorts all but soaked through. Family made to heel by simple tugs upon their oversized and overinflated udders, and it was easy to see why.

The behemoth that once rested beneath skirt and nylon stockings had been freed from it's captivity while they were entranced above. The grotesque shaft protruding from her groin like a third leg. The tightness of her skirt failing to keep the mast completely down - only successfully preventing it from rising further than jabbing horizontally from her groin. Gnarled masses of potent and throbbing veins wider than their fingers lining the entirety of the shaft base to unruly cockhead. The underside marred by a singular artery so vast that even comparing their own wrists to the thickness seemed to pale in comparison. The head encrusted with yellowed and solid sludge that had begun to drool out, frothing from a distended and sagging foreskin that seemed fit to bursting with whatever fermented and fucked concoction dwelled within. The mast of fuckmeat's length alone, even though they were over a solid foot and a half away still had that massive head jabbing past both their skulls where they squatted side-by-side. The odor alone of that steaming filth colliding with their nostrils like the blunt edge of an axe and wedging itself into the forefront of their brains. This was not a cock that they could simply stroke off a few times to make cum like their boyfriends and her soon-to-be-ex husband. It could hardly fit into their mouths - and that's if they were lucky enough to get off without slight jaw damage. The way it twitched with Alizia's heartbeats almost hypnotic with it's subtle swaying. The sweat that coated in slimy and only semi-translucent. Murky shadows lurking within the thin film, causing slight movements to squirm upon the surface of the skin which only worsened as their eyes followed the pillar to it's source and saw those skull crushing semen refineries. Wrinkles that could swallow fingers up to their knuckles and their sheer width more than enough to crush their heads beneath solidifying the obscene thoughts that once drifted through their stench-fucked minds into a crystalline point. There was reason Alizia demanded another. Neither of them could have ever hoped to pleasure this monster to the fullest on their own. 

Not that it mattered as words rung out from the mouth that now owned them, "You said you trained her, fat-ass. Help her prove it." As if on queue, that awful cockhead lurched and a fistful glob of that daisy colored and rancid pre-ejaculate burst forth from the tip, and smacked against the floorboards between them. The wood hissing as it's blessing tore away at it's veneer and soon, the fibers beneath it. "I want it painted."

[17:17] [Redacted]: Mei's heart skipped too many beats to be considered healthy as Alizia closed the distance. An eternity of waiting lived in a matter of seconds, all before her daughter was kissed in a way that no lover could've ever hoped to. Hana's eyes rolled back into her head as felt her tongue dragged away from her, locked into a kiss before having it pushed right back between her lips. It was an explosion of spit. Her hands clawed into her own thighs, unable to comprehend the torrent of abhorrent saliva that pounded down her throat, and burst from the corners of her lips and her nose without fail. "Grrglk!" She choked down whatever she could, desperate to find oxygen, only to have it cut off by that tar-thick slime clogging her nostrils and preventing her from swallowing properly. The taste so potent, unlike anything she'd ever felt against her tongue before, it almost burned the insides of her mouth and the flesh of her chin. Searing heat that was quickly replaced by a soothing, buzzing sensation on her skin. So heavy it splashed onto her tits with momentum that sent them bouncing against each other. Wet claps of fatty flesh ringing out into the room as that valley of creamy cleavage was doused in thick saliva. It oozed down between them and trickled over her abdomen soon after. Her white top clung to her skin by the end of the ordeal, translucent and highlighting those puffy, stiffened nipples poking into her top without remorse, almost threatening to rip it apart.

The mother watched with a mixture of horror and pure arousal stricken across her features, only to have her body wrenched about like a ragdoll, and the same treatment locked onto her own lips. Hana could barely breathe, messy, black mascara tears running down her cheeks to bleed right into the mixture of spit that covered the lower half of her face like she was some grotesque animal's slobber toy. Mei could only see through one eye, the glob of spit obscuring her lens saw to that. In a matter of moments, she turned from the pristine, perfectly made-up woman that presented herself in front of the accountant, to a ruined canvas of spit, lipstick and heaving breaths. Just like her daughter. "Nngh!" She gasped in a moan as she was forced right down into that deep, wide-kneed squat alongside Hana. Those fat udders of tits shaking from the sudden movement like an earthquake had just passed through them. Incessantly jiggling. Both of them had practiced this, obviously. Holding themselves tall atop their pumped up high-heels that looked like they belonged to the best and least self-respecting of strippers. Soft chests forward, fat, doughy asses back so that Alizia could see the heart shape of their obscene bubbles sticking out behind them.

But even that perfect, poised posture had a limit. The two of them shook for a moment as they saw what they were faced with. That monster. That beast of a dick that now hung between their heads. The potent fog of virile musk had flooded the air before, but now it was more dense and concentrated. A thick cloud of it inhaled every time they tried to take a breath. But it seemed to get caught in their throats, festering deep within their lungs and refusing to be recycled as was necessary to breathe. Their body's grew hotter, breaths shorter and sharper, trying to suck in that fetid stench as they feasted their eyes on the work in front of them. Neither moved for a moment after Alizia spoke her command. A second of silence, another. Then those wide-eyes narrowed in, and it was like a switch had gone off in both brains. 

*Splrt.* A wet, stringy rope of Hana's slickness had fallen into the quickly accumulating puddle beneath her. Splashing against the wooden floor as if it was their signal to start. Mei moved first, lunging for her side with an open-mouthed kiss. Latching onto that pillar of turgid meat with her tongue grazing the underside. That taste. It'd been weeks without it. The flavour that made her retch from just how noxious that dick was, and made her even more hungry for it. She left a ring of crimson behind as she slid underneath that behemoth, tongue-first. Scrubbing into that engorged, absurd cum-vein and peppering it with sultry, sweet kisses that left the imprint of lips behind, smeared by her frothing spit. Hana followed suit quickly. A hand moving behind her, up to that leaking, bulbous head and toying with the thick, heavy folds of foreskin covering it. She pulled, delved into it to feel the acrid burn of smegma and built-up pre-jizz clinging to her fingers. It was almost impossible to wade through it. Feeling the sticky weight latch onto her as if it was trying to be consumed. But then she managed to touch that cockhead directly. Slowly pushing her fingers forward and around that fat tip. Latching on until her palm was mashed right up against that abyss of a piss-slit. 

Hana stayed closer to that putrid cockhead, while Mei started sliding herself down. Smothered kisses along her side of that shaft with each one leaving behind a glistening sheen of bright red. She smeared over every one with her tongue, a fountain of viscous, creamy saliva pouring from her lips as if she had the stomach to down this entire beast. Only pausing in her worshiping licks and kisses to move over the top, and spit out the excess of slobber that had built-up within her lips. Soon, Mei had to lean forward, wrapping her hands around those monstrous balls, and even using their weight to keep herself balanced. Smooch. She plastered that cum-gurgling sack with her lips. Then another. Another. She spit over them, even her wad of saliva seemed to be swallowed by the wrinkles of her sack that her hands were quickly becoming lost in. Her fingers flexed with tension as she stroked into those enormous nuts, massaging, squeezing, groping them as if she had any chance of actually holding them up in her grasp. That potent taste had fried itself onto her tongue, lingering behind whenever she decided to take a breath... And that just prompted her to take another.

"Snnnrrrtt! Gaah.. Huhh.. Snnrrt! Ecck.. Snnnooooorrrt!" Mei burrowed her face into those balls. Wiping off smeared mascara, bubbling spit and lipstick behind as she snorted that scent into her lungs. It was almost as if she was making an example for her daughter. That fat cum-vein was resting on the top of her skull, wiping slimy sweat over her black locks. Wiry pubes of Alizia's clinging to her open mouth and some even shot up into her nostrils, obstructing her flow of oxygen. All while she continually rolled her tongue against those balls. Tirelessly working away at the accountant's request.

[17:55] Alizia Charla stared down at them for the long seconds where the gears of their mind failed to turn and all that was their world was nothing but that virile pillar between them. The sound of the daughter's drooling arousal splattering upon the floor either bringing them back to reality, or finally making them sink into their depraved and debauched delusions with a horrendous splat of those plump red lips colliding with the side of that monstrous shaft. The act of dragging her tongue across the veins akin to scrapping it against low grain sandpaper. The only things preventing chaffing and soreness being the the woman's own spit and the tangy, pheromone packed perspiration that she sloughed off onto her tongue. The foulness even curling against her nubile length, accumulating in mind-boggling lumps on the skin where she failed to slurp it from the blistering hot shaft. The further Mei went down, the worst the foul heat became. Sweat beading upon her brow while the humidity of the air rocketing skywards a thousand fold. Alizia's potent musk drenching the oxygen and destroying it at the same time, with every second that passed further dimming the oxygen content of the space between her thighs from habitable to barely sustainable for human life, further clouding their already ruined thoughts and bodies. Fingers involuntarily aching and heart rate rising. It was a wonder if the old hag could even survive such stimuli, and in all honesty Alizia thought she wouldn't until that face slammed into her monumental effigies to pure and unbridled virility. The wrinkles that sagged stretched taut as the weight of her skull buried itself into the crook beneath the base of that shaft, stretching out the loose skin until it was molded to her mascara coated face and the testes below were made to vehemently bulge against their containers as they rose with production. Every snort and rancid choke of the filth that soaked the entirety of that undercarriage, sending another repugnant gurgle churning through the containers that made it clear whatever was kept within these monster semen refineries are aged beyond belief, and uncomparable in thickness. The noise close to a pipe being unclogged with how it lurched squelched within the sow's ears. The impact of her forehead into the sac skin fracturing one of the lenses of her glasses, even if she could see naught but greasy and uneven skin, alongside stray and wiry pubic hairs that were not silver like the hair upon Alizia's head, but filthy and black. The awful snorts and languid scrapes of her tongue across the lines jolting their disgusting nature into her brain as the flavor of oil and cunt slime branded itself against her tongue. It was beyond apparent that tangled jungle of dense hairs above, obfuscated by darkness and skirt had never been fucking cleaned since the day they got there. It should have been hell for any normal human. Luckily the one made to listen to those awful, stomach-churning noises that continuously radiated out from the depths of Alizia's ball sack was too much of retarded whore for such things to matter. There was no reason to pay attention to this whore, the one who had begun her duties with splendid adoration that met the expectations of one who had been exposed to Alizia's taint prior. Her immodest snorts and the ravenous drooling of her cunt was all the fuel the accountant required for that pillar to pulse with a new found fuel that had it roaring to be unleashed. Her breasts rising and falling in a exasperated, exaggerated panting that betrayed the half-beast's origins as instincts took over and thoughts were handled by her cock instead of the brain within her head. The Mother and her God being a good match in all honesty, Mei was a sow lost in the mud of her pigsty, Alizia a wolf indulging in the meat of slain prey, but the daughter on the other hand...

She had done so little, but much more than most creatures of her disposition could handle when so flagrantly exposed to such excess. Hana's experience was much kinder than her mother's. Bent over like some horrible sow and snorting to high heaven, she looked less like the woman that had raised her and instead what she truthfully was: Pathetic. But could she be blamed, with how densely packed that smegma and filth was against the younger's digits? How it refused to yield to her cloying touches like a solid mass of flesh, even as she felt it burning at her pores and digging into her skin with it's tainted stench and gooey countenance. Alizia couldn't help but think it was like a tepid explorer on the outskirts of an unknown forest, venturing to the subsurface of trees before trepidation took them and they halted in fear, with nothing gained by a modicum of knowledge of what laid within, and that needed to be changed. Luckily enough for the child, the ravenous work of her mother below had send those potent orbs beneath into violent over production, and with a spasm of meat the cum vein bloated and cockhead twitched. Smearing her dumb dicksocket of a mother's head in more filthy grime that soaked the underside, before her palm was exposed to the force of an untapped faucet being blasted directly against her hands. The squelching was mind-numbing, foreskin forcefully peeled back as over a liter of solid tar burst its way from the piss-slit she wished to molest and collided with her hand. Gushing between her spread fingers and splattering against her wrist, the substance seared at her flesh as she could feel her pores assaulted with squirming broodbearers in desperate searching for an egg. Defiling her body with the 'freshest' of sludge she had been exposed to yet, darker in hue and thicker than molasses it practically seemed rancid in contrast to the slime she had entrusted her fingers to prior, with the realization hitting her that what came before wasn't even proper pre-ejaculate, and now at her Mother's behest she was exposed to what she had become addicted to. Solid tar that glued itself to her flesh and burned at her epidermis. Reeking, it steamed upon the air and clapped against the cunt-slime soaked floorboards with such a weight she could feel the foundations shaking from the impact of such dense sludge. Her mother's half exposed back splattered with the flecks that her hand could not contain from the obscene run off, marring her as well with it's noxious taint. For a child who had been only gloated to by what was to come, spoken in horny whispers and with a hand buried between the mutterer's thighs in masturbatory glee, it was simply not enough. 

It couldn't be enough in Alizia's eyes, so she did the heavy lifting for the teenager for her, with a hand striking down upon that squatting whore's head transfixed on what had just transpired, and slammed her nostrils first into the quagmire that her hand up to her wrist was now lost in. Like mother, like daughter. Blunt trauma to destroy the last vestiges of her modesty was the easiest route to rot her mind and have her descend into lust-addled madness.

[18:43] [Redacted]: Every night since her first visit had been borderline sleepless. Mei had spent whole evenings screaming until she had no feeling in her legs, and even then the orgasms she experienced were paltry and weak. Full hours-long sessions of fucking herself with whatever objects she had on hand couldn't compare to the sensations she was enduring right now. Her lungs clouded with that thick miasma, it seemed to stick to the insides of her organs and clung to her throat like it was trying to choke her from the inside. The neurons in her brain were firing on all cylinders, synapses bursting with colourful explosions of electricity, flooding her brain with pleasure just from having her nose buried up against that bloated sack, snorting until she felt like the corners of her vision had gone dark. A messy splash of her own excitement squirted from her shorts; a bright, pleasant blue turned a much darker, soaked shade. But she didn't cum. Not yet. 

Finally, she mustered the strength in her wobbly arms to push herself away from those spit-shined, lipstick stained, churning cum factories. Her knees were quaking, struggling to keep balance as she separated from the toxic environment those fetid balls produced, if nothing else than to keep herself conscious. Her chest heaved as she breathed in less concentrated musk that seemed to smother the oxygen of the air, moving back just in time to see the 'encouragement' that her daughter was being put through. Mei could only see it out of the corner of her eyes, since one of her lenses was cracked, the other covered in a mess of sweat, pubes and spit. Her glasses hung off the bridge of her nose, ready to fall off at any time, the mother acted as if she didn't even notice.

Hana's eyes wrenched open wide, only to slowly squint down as they began to water. Her hand was being drenched in ungodly sludge. It curdled around her fingers, stuck to her palm like she was bathing it in liquid cement, and the rest of it creeped down her wrist, only able to slither its way down her skin with the added weight of more tar-thick, yellowed batter. "Aanh!" She whimpered, clearly taken aback with the sensation against her skin. How the sperm-packed glue tried to creep into her pores, as if searching for a fertile womb to rape pregnant within each one. She was frozen. Unable to do so much as breathe. And then it was done for her. Her head wrenched forward, the girl didn't even have time to open her mouth in protest before she felt her face crash right into the magma-spewing abyss that was her foreskin. Forced to slide her hand to the side to prevent slamming into it, but in doing so only had her gasping nose and mouth locked against that backed-up flow of pre-cum as she inhaled in utter shock. The force of her inhale was enough to have a clump of fermented smegma rush into her nostrils as she tried to breathe. She was choking, retching against that piss-slit as the concussive blow was enough to rattle her common sense for the time being. She could see colours out of the corner of her eyes. "Snrrk! Gulk.. Onngh!" Hana, dazed and shocked tried to pull away, to breathe clear air to help her poor sinuses.

But that wouldn't do. Her hair had been tied up into two long, braided ends of raven-black. And before she could even find so much as an inch of separation with that torrential flood of grime, Mei had a hand in her daughter's hair. Gripping both pigtails into her hand and holding them in front of Hana like a leash. With what little strength she had left in her arm, she wrenched Hana back against that piss-slit without remorse. Not an act that could even be considered tough love. "Don't you dare, haah... You fucking whore. I trained you to be better. So much better. Hnngh.. Act like it." She scolded, a mother lecturing her daughter with spite in her voice until she gave her hair another tight yank. It pulled Hana off balance, forcing the girl to slide up and along that cockhead until her lips had spread an inch around the unyielding tip. Her tongue plastered against the flow of cock-sludge, forcing her to taste its absurd virility directly. Her hand managed to rip itself away from the grip of foreskin, and instead slid around that grimy, swollen tip. Her other hand did the same, holding onto the other side. Hana took a moment without movement. Her body had frozen up again as she felt that taste work its way into her brain. A swarm of electricity fried her senses. It made her eyes cross and her tongue loll out right into the embrace of that grotesque slit. She made out with it like it was a long-lost lover. Scooping up whatever rancid filth it decided to bless her with. Marking dark black rings around it that were slathered in bubbly waves of saliva as she kissed and filled her mouth with the old, fermented slop those balls had been saving.

She forgot to breathe. She couldn't breathe through her nose, but she couldn't stop kissing. Soon, a sound erupted from Alizia's foreskin that was akin to the sound her mother made. A muffled, "Snnrrtt! Snrk! Snnrrrrrt! Guh!" She finally gasped as that curdled smegma clogging up her nose had launched right into the back of her throat, forcing her to choke it down. Feeling the chunky mess stretch her throat uncomfortably on its slow, painful way down. 

Mei, seemingly satisfied with her daughter for the moment, turned back to those balls. Fresh air was now like poison, her lungs had become so hungry for that musk, that she'd need another fix fast. Wrenching her sweater down by the neckline, she felt it cup underneath her sweat and grime-soaked tits lifting up those udders to make them look even larger and more defined. She slowly moved forward in her squat, breaking away from her daughter until she pressed her cheek against Alizia's pelvis, right next to the base of that cock. One hand palmed one of her puffy, swollen nipples each, and slowly she leaned forward. Mei spread her fattened pillows apart, and brought them around those massive balls until she could squeeze that engorged sack with her soft, squishy, hot flesh. She showered the base of her cock in small, peppered kisses and licks while she titfucked her balls from below, making sure to focus on squishing her globular orbs around those productive balls, with the intent of giving her daughter much more to deal with.

[17:58] Alizia Charla watched the deranged utterances of the mother below with bated breathes and a sadistic smile upon her lips. The daughter's squirming had not gone unnoticed by the accountant it certainly deserved to be dealt with - she just did not anticipate the musk addled sow of a mother to take such extreme measures. Alizia's massive pillar even yielding, curving back an inch as that skull was horrifically wrenched back down by the braided handles on either side of her head. The ruckus that was made nary seconds after, the quaking hands rising to either side of her shaft before the foul and repugnant gulps were coupled with the adamant convulsions of her throat as her body was made to ingest the fetid slop that was eating away at the nerve endings upon her tongue. The molten mixture searing at her gums and soon enough the lining of her throat with a vehemence that should never have been found within months-old seed, haphazardly leaked out from a cock that had no right to be so vile. The virulent nature of what laid within that semen felt the entire trip down her throat, scratching and scrapping at her sensitive mucous membranes before it fell like solid lumps of lead into her midriff. Dense and heavy, adding pounds of weight to her with every disgusting slurp of tongue and kiss of lips upon that piss slit that could swallow her fingers whole. Every drag of that muscle barely scratching the surface of what was constantly spewing from the fat head, and the snort that blasted the recesses of Hana's throat with the coagulated dicksnot had the auxillary affect of spiking it's taint directly into her brain. Stench was one of the most powerful sensations after all, and it had just gotten a bath in the most foul and reeking fuckfilth she could have ever hoped to imagine. Her gray matter shutting down involuntarily for a time. All thoughts halting as the miasmic stench that was steadily leading her mother to suffocation killed brain cells by the thousands and sent the muscles between her thighs convulsing and clamping down upon themselves in unbridled joy. Only firing back on all cylinders when the turgid mass she messily snorted up like a pig in it's sty thudded into what little remained of her stomach acids. Her midriff a burning mess of teaming tar that tainted her every exhale with the foul aroma of what she was now covered neck-deep in. It wasn't enough though, not by a long shot - and her mother was seeing to it that it only increased.

Alizia was all too eager to help in that, feeling those pillowy tits compress against her gargantuan semen factories, smoothing out the wrinkles as they were hoisted against the malicious base of her cunt-wrecking shaft while sending a jolt up her spine if undiluted pleasure while her kneading ministrations began. Her masturbatory massage in an attempt to make Alizia leak out more of her half-decade old slime that gurgled and sloshed within those blistering hot semen tanks. Her daughter's own spit and run off rolling down that monstrous cum vein to smear into her breasts, making the once subdued process of stroking off those orbs with her magnificent cow tits a gaudy one, filled with the squelching of liquid and slime as the seal was peeled back before being smacked together seconds after. The hand that had created Hane's new fate of brainless adoration slithering down it's owners side to grasp at the hem of her flimsy skirt. A zipper unclasped and the garment tugged aside before it was flagrantly tossed to the floor, revealing the pubic hair that the mother had only tasted against her tongue previously. It was a wonder how she had pulled her skirt on in the first place with how the greasy and filth-caked lengths plumed from her groin and arched upwards towards her navel, protected on either side by rigid abdominal muscles that were outlined hellaciously by her now sweat-soaked into transparency white button up. Even past her belly button, barely visible through the cloth it was clear the black lengths extended inches past. Mei's hair gripped at, to have mother join daughter in adamant worship by compressing the bridge of her nostrils into the sullied recesses of her disgusting pubic hair. The lengths smothering her face and clogging her nostrils, clinging to her skin in a black web that refused to budge but still [b]crinkled[/b] with noise as her face was relentlessly scrounged against it's depths. Skin was not visible beneath, nay. Her lips were met not with the taste of body sweat but of days-old sex and sweat. Of accumulated oils and the all-to-familiar odor of cunt slime that had been messily sprayed out by the liter from whatever had been fortunate enough to be impaled by this monster that her daughter was now nursing like a spoilt babe. Such a shame that a massive twitch of the shaft below made it clear that Mei's ministrations had made those colossal semen tanks finally leak out their excess in another turbulent wave, if only she could see what was to become of her daughter, but with Alizia's hand firmly planted upon her dim head it was clear she was going to have to gnaw on each and every pube before she could hope to turn her fat ass around.

Hana however, was dealing with quite the predicament. Even prior to the twitch of that elephantine cock, the excess flow that the daughter could not keep within her garishly flowed off the sides of her face to pancake and smack against her pathetic pair of massive slut udders with solid claps at a regular rate. Even  the strings of her thin tank top were befouled and weakened as more of that viscous slime added not pounds, but [b]tens[/b] of pounds onto her cleavage, congealing there in a thickened pool that only flowed further to her abdomen when it had packed on too high for gravity to contain - until like acid, the spaghetti straps that rose to round themselves against her neck snapped and fattened nipples were revealed to the air as a [b]tsunami[/b] of sludge flooded downwards across her midriff and against her skirt. The tar soaking beneath the hem to assault at her pubic hair directly, before it finally reached its mark and massed itself against the folds of her cunt through sheer panties, until it sloughed off and splattered against the ground below. Skin screamed in protest, burning beneath the voracious ovary destroyers. The sensitive bundle of nerves she called a clit lit aflame by thousands of squirming would-be-bastards ramming themselves against the susceptible flesh as if they had teeth to gnaw with. With that revolting pulse of that shaft, the wave of tar continuing to come but magnified by another magnitude or power, simply rolling off her body to condense into a sickly mountain between her high heels that made it so her cunt was permanently connected to the ground with the greasy run-off of Alizia's pre-ejaculate thunderously flowing over her because her pathetic ministrations had not been enough to contain it. This monster had yet to even cum, and already her clothes were ruined and her body was [b]fucked[/b] by the filth it was befouling the room with. Her tiny mouth that had been so lavishly lapping at the head all but consumed by the daisy hue of Alizia's tar, that had piled up so far her face was all but obfuscated. Heaped up well past her eyes and staining the roots of her lustrous locks of hair that started at the edge of her forehead, in truth it looked like she had been came upon by dozens of men - yet here Alizia's masculinity was. Reddened and ready for release, while she was [b]ruined[/b] by the sickly sludge that now claimed her entire front as it's now home. She would not be allowed to sit idle, no - those hands that did nothing but cusp at either side of her shaft were meant to work. So Alizia's free digits clasped at a wrist, and stroked it savagely down. The leathery texture of the length abrasive against her palm through the layer of grease, but it caused a brief yet clear moan of pleasure to pass the Accountant's lips before the hand relinquished it's grip and pulled away. Hoping the likely semi-conscious skank could get the fucking memo and work half as hard as her mother.

[18:44] [Redacted]: The world around them seemed to disappear. Both women completely absorbed in the monster before them. An insurmountable effort to any outside perspective with even a semblance of common sense. But the two of them were all-too-eager to indulge in the horror that would inevitably lead to their destruction, as a result of their senses of reason being burned, melted down into a pool of steaming fog, before it came pouring out of their now-absent heads. Cock-addicted heads. 

Hana, even in her youth, was helpless to the assault on her senses. If the thick, clouded poison wafting up her nose with every breath she took wasn't enough, her tastebuds were beaten down, fried with an overwhelming stimulus of fetid sludge, and then it was replaced with more. Any sane person would've turned away, closing their mouth, likely turning up the contents of their guts in the process, but Hana had long since passed that point. Her tongue lunged forward, taunting and sliding through the first inch or so of that constantly spewing slit. She lapped from the bottom-up, scooping up more of that potent, burning mess and curling her dexterous muscle right back into her mouth, force-feeding herself more of that putrid nutslop. Her brain wasn't functioning properly, there was no processing of anything that wasn't the cock in her mouth and the filth it was producing, other than keeping herself conscious enough to indulge in more of it. Excess, yellowed, chunky slop exploded from the corners of her lips as she felt the last load drop deep into the pit of her stomach. It made her thighs quake and her balance lost, if not for the cockhead to lean her head against. Another splash of her excitement made itself known above the gurgle and churning of Alizia's spunk, splattering to the floor in a sticky puddle that glistened with what little light could reach it.

Her mother only had what felt like moments to watch and appreciate the work that her daughter was doing, in a mixture of pride, disappointment, arousal and complete, utter jealousy. The additional bubbly, frothing slime from Hana's lips oozing down her length like a slippery river was making the process of her tit-fuck much easier. She pinched her whole hands around her puffy, swollen areolae and wrenched their tips together, using the rest of her arms to apply proper pressure onto those pillow-like teats as she began pumping her whole body up and down with a bounce in her squat. Each upwards motion brought to life a sickening squelch of flesh dragging a mess of oils and saliva over those wrinkled sacks, *Schlk! Schlk!* alongside the messy slaps of her wobbling flesh crashing against skin. "Mrrrmph!" She couldn't even express her surprise. Muffled cries echoed out around a jungle of pubes. The wiry strands immediately filling her mouth as it opened and forcing it to stay open. Individual locks snuck between her pearly white and caught themselves in them, others locked around her lips in a mess of black threads that reeked of sex. It was hell. A breath was so deprived of oxygen due to the mess of pubes keeping her nose plugged, forcing her to breathe them in until she retched. Mei's whole body lurching forward as pubes tickled her uvula, forcing her to lavish that forest of hair in saliva and the smear of crimson lipstick. All the while, she kept her eyes up, tear-stricken and with her ruined glasses pushed high up the bridge of her nose until it stopped just shy of her forehead. Still, Alizia would've been able to see those amber hues, the whites of her eyes reddened with stress, and black stains working down her cheeks until they disappeared into a sea of field of black.

The girl might not've been able to think, but she could still feel it all. Her top snapping as the added, coagulated weight atop her tits finally was too much. How it dripped past her stiffened peaks of nipples, and would've let her tits bounce free... If it weren't for the smothering heft of pre-jizz weighing down each one. Still, it fell down her front, past her slightly swollen stomach that was clearly already full, and dripped down into her panties, burning her sensitive skin along the way. The second those rapacious swimmers attacked her clit, it became too much. A shock was sent through her system like a high-magnitude earthquake. Her knees almost gave in, but she somehow managed to stay upright atop those heels. Her cunt spasmed within her panties as her body was sent into seizure-like convulsions. Every muscle in her body went tense, only to release, and tense again. Freezing bolts of electricity worked through her as her eyes went wide, and immediately shut due to the flood of spunk over-flowing from her mouth incapable of swallowing more. Hana bucked her hips, as if trying to thrust against the molten pool of sludge that was dragging over her barely-clothed clit. Each second was a struggle to keep herself conscious, let alone standing. She squirted right down into the acrid pile of ungodly thick pre-seed. A stream of sweet liquid shooting out of her like a firehose, harder than she'd ever cum before. Her whole body wrought with pure, mind-shattering delight as she halted all of her actions against that cock. There was nothing she could do. Nothing to think, she could only rely on instinct.

And her instinct had reacted to the yank of her wrist down Alizia's shaft. Her hand squeezed down, clamping her thumb against that disgustingly thick cum-vein underneath and massaging it with due-diligence, as if she was trying to stroke out more of that fetid, backed-up mess into her open, drooling mouth. But the other hand had reached over quickly, catching onto Alizia's retreating fingers with a firm grasp. It's not like she was capable of overpowering the accountant, but hopefully she'd oblige. Hana pulled that hand back, and simultaneously, she began clenching down onto that monstrous meat with her opposite hand. Her bicep flexed with a firm pull as she began sinking herself down that enormous, bulbous head. Pushing back endless layers of foreskin until it looked like it was consuming the lower half of her jaw whole within it; not like that could be seen under wave after wave of tar-thick mess escaping her bulging cheeks. Another inch of just the tip disappeared between her lips, ever-so-close to clearing the ridge of her cockhead. Her mouth was a veritable sauna and swamp of cock-filth and her own over-productive saliva. Bathing her in spit until that slit was aimed directly at her poor uvula, tongue mashed to its underside, and in turn, to the floor of her mouth. Her jaw hurt, but she couldn't resist it. Hana brought Alizia's hand to the back of her head, letting her feel an untouched spot of those black tresses as she saw fit. She might not've been able to see the accountant, but she could communicate. Her hand reached back and formed a fist, and then slammed it against her own head, hitting Alizia's hand in the process. The force was enough to lodge the rim of that cockhead right into her mouth, forcing her jaw to stretch and strain, and her teeth to graze her obscene girth in the process. Her message was obvious. Clearly, she had no more care in the world for anything else but this cock, and its pleasure.

[19:28] Alizia Charla gnawed upon her lower lip watching the two whores beneath her become encapsulated in the nirvana of their own making. The world around them naught but fogged fuckmusk that dimmed the lenses of their runed glasses - and in Hana's case, simply soaked into her bared and sweaty skin that wasn't already completely consumed by the yellowed grease that was now her new favorite food and drink mixed into one revolting package that clogged down her throat and clung to the roof of her mouth with every fetid swallow. The pleasure was mounting through Alizia's body, toes curling in her boots below and thigh muscles clenching with the excitement that flowed through every fiber of her body. It had been far too long since she last had such degenerate cock sockets in her wake, and her monstrosity that pulsed with a life of it's own was all too ready to sink itself into their meat and claim what was it's by birthright. The momentary pause of movement from the vertible condom of a woman that was currently nursing at the crown of her pillar had her frown briefly, wondering if braindeath had set in or she was simply bloated and backed too full of her toxic grime to continue - another failure, just like her mother. Her immediate worries were exonerated moments after, as convulsions wracked that tit-heavy fuckpig's frame and the spray of her cunt slime upon the floor battered against the mountainous pile of sludge that had collected between her legs and diluted the mixture severely. The untapped faucet bringing that wide and sadistic grin right back to Alizia's visage, before a heady and vibrant pant crossed her lips. This is what she lived for. Not masturbating with the lives of human filth like this, but watching one go from mundane to completely and utterly unhinged. Cumming like mad not from touch or sight, but from the horror that was being afflicted upon her body with every virulent bastard breeder stabbing into her flesh and claiming what was theirs. 

It was utterly magnificent. Amethyst eyes rolled down to stare at the mother below with her bleary and reddened hues. Not as if she could see with her glasses so high upon her head, nostrils buried in putrid pubic slime that refused to budge with every scrape of that pink muscle against it's recesses. The old hag's ministrations alone more of a cleansing than proper masturbatory fuel for the divine stud before her, and the lack of attention showed. She was auxiliary, a secondary fixture to the newer model that had been so happily presented to her, and it only became more transparent with the way those massive cum tanks gurgled and shook against her fatty orbs of tit flesh. Their molten contents stirring with their vile viscosity that had those skull crushing cum containers steadily rising upwards until they were cemented against the base of that shaft. The wrinkles that once dotted those gargantuan orbs, smoothed out by arousal and over capacity. The one she served was getting close - and with daughter' obscene display of thwacking against her own skull like a demented masochist in desperate approval to have her body sheathed upon the shaft that ruled her womb, the furnace fire between Alizia's thighs only grew hotter. Already Alizia's digits dove into the depths of those black locks that had yet to been seared by her noxious sludge, tugging subtly on her skull from side to side. She was playing with her daughter. Her hand that once was clinging to Mei's own had left, brought to better use to join it's twin atop Hana's skull. That stare towards the mother persisted, a mean glint in her eyes while lips cracked open and an utterance barely more audible then a whisper drilled itself into Mei's stench-fucked brain. "She's replaced you." CRACK. SLLRKP.

It sounded like a drain had been unclogged and a thousand wretches all at once, all barreling for the eldest's skull before blunt trauma collided with the side of her skull and she was righteously flung from her new home of wiry pubic hair and disgusting filth. Murky tendrils of fuck slime and her own spit connecting her visage to what was once her domain, even feet away, ass smacked against the sullied floor like a discarded hole. Even with the concussion that now had the world swimming and the sudden coolness, and how awful it felt to breathe, it was clear what had been down. Hana's cum-coated forehead smearing off it's excess against Mei's own hair to leave her own brown locks sullied, globules of the rotten tar splattering down onto her own tits in heated lumps. Her child was impaled. Her throat bulging, outlining every vein upon that shaft due to the sheer tightness. What could only have been her mouth looked stretched and the crack earlier could have been nothing more than her jaw being unceremoniously unhinged with the accountant's relentless force, making it clear why the job required two hands thoroughly embedded in those roots of hair to accomplish. Even her cum-caked midriff was enlarged, protruding in a garrish fashion. The head from that obscene pillar clearly curving back against the lining of her stomach to stab at her belly button. The monster alone making Hana's body rigid and stiff, chest collapsed against those massive sludge containers for all that they were worth, while her forehead was ground against the pubic hair her mother had worked so hard on attempting to clean. Sullying and ruining her job immediately with the pre-ejaculate that once coated her daughter's visage, mopped up by the extended lengths with an excessive amount of scrubbing back and forth. "Ahn. I'm sorry, hag. Hrff. Fuck. Your daughter needs this, can't you see? Honestly though...." Alizia's arms were shaking with the restraint she was showing, self-control peeling itself back in layers until she could take no more. Hands wrenched upwards on that head of hair. The noise that ejected from her daughter's nostrils was unrelenting, filled with lurches and gags that were accentuated by vigorous layers of throat slime and bile spewing forth from her lips to splatter onto the floor that only exacerbated the compound's repugnancy. Every inch of that mammoth length gleaming with the slime from her daughter's own throat, cleaned in heartbeats what the two of them had worked on for what felt like hours, excluding what was going on with those tremendous testes below. The film of nut sludge that had coated Hana's fat udders having been squelched and ground into the wrinkles her mother's tits had so meticulously lavished in well-done ministrations and massages. Decaying nut tar sloughed off onto the smoothed expanse of skin, only for ropes of the substance to connect those hefty udders to their turgid tanks as she was dragged away. Sloppy tendrils of what soaked her, refusing to break from their home and instead swung with weight upon the air in yellowed and mind-nerving lines. Mei's youngest child, apple of her eye turned into little more than a mop, who's teeth were currently locked behind a glans that had no right violating any sort of woman. In a triumphant stance, Alizia called back down to the mother, seeming to remember what she was attempting to say before she began the steady ascent of Hana's head upwards. Arrogant and haughty confidence filling her voice. "I need this." GLLRKP. SLLKRP. GRRKP.

That singular slam of her daughter's forehead had been a precursor for what was to come, the first of dozens as Alizia's arms put themselves to work, ramming her daughter's head tens of times over directly against her jungle of pubic hair like it was masturbation. Uncaring and unconcerned with whatever sick noises emanating from her newest masturbation aid. She was going to cum, and it was going to be inside her daughter's already stretched body, that was certain. She wouldn't even see a drop unless the dumb child couldn't keep it in, and yet still a command called out to her. "Make yourself useful, hag. Your daughter is."

[20:13] [Redacted]: The young daughter had been trained to suck cock, taught to feel how a thick object would bulge her throat and make that slender neckline distend with size as it pumped in and out of her with reckless abandon. But those were toys, and to say that any of them could possibly compare to the utter log of turgid meat slamming into her depths without any regard for her safety, comfort or the well-being of her jaw, would've been a laughable statement. Beyond all of that, it was impossible for her to even see the incoming wall of black tendrils as the second hand had secured itself at the back of her head and pulled. There must've been an inhuman amount of force behind those fingers, an otherwise impossible feat of pulling her down, and spearing that monolithic slab of meat down her throat until she could feel it breach her slop-stuffed stomach. Horrid amounts of that curdled, rancid product sat inside of her, bloating her abdomen out with a dense heft that made it hard to move, even if the bulge in her stomach wasn't entirely noticeable. Yet. 

Schlurrrp! "Grrgglk!" She couldn't stop her gargling, gagging noises from ripping out into the room. All the built-up saliva that had done its work to dissolve the chunks of clogging, fermented mess within her cheeks had been forcibly expelled from her lips and nose. An explosion of throat slime that had only managed to burst from her lips once she found her face buried in a mess of scratching, thick pubes, knocking her own mother out of the way. The poor girl couldn't even comprehend what was happening to her. A quick adjustment of her hands had them quickly finding something to hold onto for balance, clawing into Alizia's thighs for dear life. Spit and slime sifted through the jungle of black until it finally oozed free in sticky, thick streams, leaking down to those balls that had suddenly become glued to her chest by pure viscosity. It felt like her jaw was going to rip apart, her throat was stretched to fit that shape and size not unlike a far-too-small condom, she could even feel the finger-thick veins protruding into her skin like her neckline had become a perfect mold for that dick, and her organs shifted around to accommodate its size. Not to mention her stomach was forced to take on the full force of that tip, bludgeoning its way into the pool of filth inside of her and stretching her flesh that much more. But, none of these sensations she could attribute to just pain or torture. A bizarre heat was welling up inside of her. It was like every last point of contact between her insides and Alizia's monstrous dick was a point of sensitivity. Burned and mashed into without remorse, including that stubborn gag reflex slammed and pinned to the roof of her throat. Her body lurched and struggled to fit it all down. She could barely breathe, through both the mesh of wiry pubes and the fact that there was no space for oxygen to pass into her deprived lungs. Especially as her gag reflex continued trying to reject Alizia as best it could. It brought a heave to her chest as she felt some of the fetid contents of her stomach rocketing up her throat in whatever little gaps it could find. By the time it reached her mouth, the flow had accumulated so much pressure that it burst from her lips in heavy impacts. "Grrlk! Bblrrk!" Hana felt yellowed pre-jizz and only that fire from her mouth, into those pubes and falling from her chin onto the sticky embrace her tits had with those massive balls, only adding to the sticky, glue-like mess of ball tar that was building there. The excess forfeiting to gravity and creating a new pile of mess, right between Alizia's heels. 

And a certain mother wasn't happy about it. She watched on for a moment, unable to breathe the fresh air that had now become toxin. Stunned with fear as she saw her daughter being used like a sleeve for that behemoth dick to get off in. Not because she was a worried, concerned mother, but because she'd been replaced. Any inkling of purpose in her life had been weeded and snuffed out like it was little more than worthless trash. Her heart sank, her face turned a ghostly pale for a moment, contrasting with all of the stray, wiry hairs that had clung to the lower half of her face, and especially had snuck their way between her teeth. Mei watched in pure existential agony, all the way until Alizia had given her the command. It boomed into her ears, almost rattled her head with how she needed to hear it. There were no words, just a deep breath of that faint, unconcentrated miasma as she picked herself up from her ass and onto her knees, crawling back towards the throat carnage. But, she seemingly ignored it, disappearing from view. 

Alizia would be able to feel her then. The sensation of a tongue dragging against the backside of those engorged wrecking balls, slathering it with more of her own frothing slickness as she slid her head upwards. Soon, she marked the half-beast's taint with a kiss. Dark red. One could hear the clatter of glasses to the ground as Mei cared little about them anymore. She was looking to redeem herself. That long tongue drooled like an animal in heat, lapping up across that pube-ridden taint without mercy. Grinding that slick muscle upwards until she dragged it right over Alizia's puckered hole. She'd resumed her squat, but behind her, one hand quickly making itself known as she reached between the accountant's legs and buried her hand right on the side of her pelvis. Just far enough that she'd be able to graze her daughter's cheek with her thumbnail each time she was slammed down. The other hand wouldn't be able to be seen, just felt. The glimpse of fingers at the sides of Hana's neck could be found squeezing, and slowly pumping up and down. Jerking Alizia off through her own daughter's throat, and choking the poor girl hard enough to leave purpled welts in her delicate flesh.

Mei's lips smacked against Alizia's asshole again and again. Wet, sultry kisses filling the space around them alongside the horrific display going on in front of the accountant. Just as her tongue dove upwards, lodging its slimy length right into the first inch of her ass, she could feel the shockwave of Hana's face crashing right into that muscled pelvis and those swinging balls as well. Both sets of fat tits pinned those balls between their softness without trouble, smothering them in less focused heat and pressure from both sides. Meanwhile, the slab of ungodly meat pounding in and out of her stomach was turning darker, smeared with noir tones with a much thicker, more prominent ring of black right around the base, blending into the sea of hair just beyond it. The slams had become too much. A much weaker aftershock of her orgasm pounded through Hana's body as she felt the next concussive blow of her head to Alizia's crotch. Another messy splash of mess greeting the pool of sludge beneath her, and the poor daughter was likely right on the brink fading out of consciousness.

[21:00] Alizia Charla violently lurched as out of the corner of her eyes she saw that worthless fucktoy of a mother crawl behind her feeling the slimy tongue protrude against her asshole without so much as a moment's hesitation from the old hag. The briefest of moans crossing the accountant's lips before she rocked her hips back, and smashed the majority of her weight directly against the dumb cunt's empty head, further facility her duties as a masturbatory aid, to lap and lick at her asshole with the fevered worship of a cultist held in rapture by their God. This action alone craning Mei's head back until it was parallel to the ceiling, her oversized milk-tanks used as literal rest for those tremendous cum tanks while they were battered again, and again by her daughter's sullied tits. "Fuck. Good. I knew.. Fuck." Her words were less now, her mind becoming lost in the pleasures that the offered in tandem. Her vigorous grip on her newest onahole's throat never failing to wrench that sloppy mouth-cunt directly where it belonged. Bludgeoning her skull against the solid steel wall of abdominal muscle cushioned by slime-soaked pubic hair with every slam. The slap of Hana's breasts filling the room with the lurid noise of body smacking against body, one normally found when those were rutting with the intention to procreate - these ruined by the degenerate gags and wretches of her completely obliterated gag reflex that was being ground into nothingness with every veined inch scrubbing at her mucous membranes and branding those pestilent veins directly against the lining of her esophagus. It would be a miracle if she didn't have those potent lines permanently etched into her body with every downward slam lasting seconds of Alizia hilted within. Her forehead pinned to pelvis while the account swayed her hips from side to side, before pressing back against the mother's face with all of her weight. She was toying with the two of them. Refusing to allow either of them to breathe for more than microseconds before they were slammed right back into the perpetual hell of eternal worship. 

Seconds slipped into hours as those phenomenal cum cauldrons gurgled and churned with their vile mixture. Every slam of Hana's head begging to be finale, every twitch of thighs indicating it to be so, but it did not come. Sweat flowing from Alizia's body like rain to pepper the two of them with her tangy body fluids and further destroying the air content of the room that they were end. Her exhales were heaves. Her breathes were shaking and uneven. Her attempts at speech all but halting as she focused on in and out down the onahole's esophagus. The poor thing's stomach continuously bloating as more of that pissed out pre was gushed out by the gallon into her, only to be forcefully ejected alongside what little remained of her stomach acid each time her skull was wrenched away from pelvis. They both squatted in a languid, steaming pool of their own fluids, and the barely comatose teenager before Alizia was hanging on by a shoestring, but what happened next cut even that thin line in twain. Hana's empty head hilted against the pelvis one last time, but no motions followed. No wrench away to stroke off inside her throat came next. Simply embedded, churning into her stomach as hands relaxed around her locks of hair. Her mother felt it first. Asshole clenching around her tight with unfathomable might. Thighs halting in their rocking as weight slumped against the whore's head and an exhale long and low graced the air. Those titanic cum containers rising further, pinning themselves to the underside of the base before the hefty globes suddenly relaxed - all their dense weight compressing into their combined cow udders that were so easily available as a shelf. The noise was revolting, ungodly to hear and like a pipe being smacked against by a sledge hammer again, and again. Every twitch of those monumental nuts sending a groan of sludge into both of their ears. Hana's throat screamed in protest as the shaft lodged within it seemed to engorge and bloat inches forward. Her teeth threatening to be smashed into her jawline if it grew any thicker, and then Mei heard it. Gllkp. Even buried in Alizia's asshole like the desperate sow that she was for approval, she heard the first jet of proper sludge being deposited into her daughter's stomach. She could hear that uncapped faucet blasting her daughter's innards with was undoubtedly gallons of solid filth, not that she could pull away and check with the muscles clamping down upon her squirming tongue like a vice. She had done her job, now her daughter had to do hers as a condom.

Which was exactly what she quickly was becoming. Every twitch of that cockhead expulsing gallons of tar in viscous and dense lumps that thudded against her organs like a fist to the liver. Her stomach swelling and expanding rapidly until she looked well past the line of nine months pregnant - which was when the pressure grew far too much, and she could feel it climbing up her throat in an eager try to escape. Ruining her body further by the sheer capacity of filth she was incapable of containing, and it spewed from her nostrils. It frothed from the seam of lips-and-cock. It blasted out of her orifices in solid streams that did not break, but rather congealed and piled upon itself wherever it may land upon Alizia's groin, before weight finally took the aged and brackish grime down by means of gravity, clapping into the gaudy miasma beneath them and quaking the very foundations of the building once more. The molten magma that touched the liquids below had them pluming with steam, violently erupting as spit and slime were forcefully hissed away by the noxious temperature differential between Alizia's actual cum, and the leaked-out cock tar below that had been weakened by their sprayed-out juices. The air that they breathed could be considered clean to what was now polluting the space around them. Light becoming distorted and wavy as the sheer virulency of the pheromones and rotten grime that had been unleashed upon the room sunk into the molecules and ruined them. Half-beast cum had no right to be so utterly virile, but Alizia didn't care. She didn't care that the daughter of hers was comatose and leaking gallons of her tar. She didn't care that the dumb skank behind her was quite literally being used as a chair, no. All that mattered to her brain was the blissful pleasure pulsing up her spine with every unloaded jet of seed that squirmed before the naked eve, and so pandered to her body’s desires. Tongue outstretched and eyes filtering close, she rode the orgasm for the minutes it took to drain herself into Hane's disaster of a stomach. Tens of pounds of that densely packed cocksnot simply blasted away into her condom without a care, before the orgasm finally abated, and her bloated cock twitched. Leaking out what was still stuck inside the shaft with every spasm. Muscles relaxing, legs finding purchase upon the floor instead of upon the mother's skull, she righted herself. Pleased and pleasured, she steadily and slowly dragged the daughter's head up the still rigid shaft, and simply dropped her, for the moment that cockhead had been dislodged from the space behind her teeth, a geyser erupted from her throat, expelling what had been oh-so-painstakingly deposited within. Not that it mattered much when her head was already half buried in ankle-high grime.

Her legs pulled back from the Mother's head, hand reaching for her skull to pull the lip stick smeared mess away from her rosebud that was made pristine by her saliva. Alizia leaning back to glance over her shoulder at the woman below. The half-beast's face flushed with red, and her tongue briefly extending from her lips to lap at their edges. Wetting them prior to her speaking. "One isn't enough. You get the privilege of making me another, hag." Head thrust back with enough might to send that squat smacking once more onto the fat of her ass. Her already soaked through booty-shorts made worse by the accumulated filth she now sat her rotund derriere within, but with that menacing wrecker of women still standing flagrant and erect between the accountant's thighs it was clear that one.. one what? One.. daughter was not enough. "Don't make me tear off those for you, broodwhore. You'll be useful one way or another."

Any woman should have been terrified at such a proposition, mating with that thing that turned their daughter into a barely conscious onahole. Luckily, the wretched ass-eater clearly couldn't be considered on the level of 'woman', just like her daughter. They didn't deserve such nice nouns anymore.

[21:50] [Redacted]: The two of them weren't just worthless cock-sockets for Alizia to drain into. They were resilient. Carrying around that kind of weight in the form of their blessed femininity required plenty of muscle and stamina just to keep their backs from cracking under the additional weight on their chests, and they were capable of holding such a deep squat without any trouble. Their voluptuous, heavy thighs that looked capable of crushing watermelons between were ready for any kind of punishment... But this kind was going to push them to their limits, and then some. To say the very least. Mei felt her spine begin to arch from her starting position, forcing her to bend backwards in a display of strength and flexibility, but already her legs began to wobble, threatening to fall back until she let go of her daughter's throat, gripping into those iron thighs of Alizia's for support. French kissing her asshole throughout the torturous, exhausting session of face-rutting hell that her daughter was enduring. The sound of those engorged factories churning, gurgling their load against her chest being all the encouragement she needed, along with her asshole clenching around her tongue and forcing it only deeper until she formed a dark, cherry-red ring right around that puckered hole and smeared her face between those beyond-strong cheeks. Her thighs were quaking, her face covered in a mixture of her own sweat and Alizia's overpowering, slick oil that clung to her like syrup. Leaving behind film over her fair complexion before it drooled down into her clothes. 

It was all nothing compared to what the young girl had to go through. Any trace of autonomous thought had long since been purged from her brain, raped into incoherent messes and came leaking out of her mouth in the form of more throatslop mixed with the fermented sludge that had given her a look of a few-months pregnant. And then it started. Her arms had gone limp, falling from Alizia's thighs until they were dangling between her bow-legged thighs, but she was still clinging onto consciousness. The noxious gurgle of those balls could faintly reach her ears, and it was enough to send her body into a state of shock. She knew what was coming next. An obscene thickness pushed through her lips, then stretched her jaw even farther apart, bulges of that cum-pumping vein rushing down her fucked-raw gullet and then unloaded finally into her already cramped stomach. Old precum pushed out of the way, forced to ricochet against her walls until it started slamming up the plugged canal of her throat with the same force as the abhorrent mess being stuffed into her until she looked pregnant with a litter of half-beast bastards. Splrrch. Grrlp. Splat, splat. Hana's sinuses were completely stuffed and smothered, her holes unable to expell that mess of vile sludge fast enough, forcing her cheeks to bulge with the flesh-searing load until it burst out of her with added pressure. 

She could barely remember being pulled off, wrenched with that squelching sound of dick dragging through her orifice lined with grime and spunk, and she blacked out before her head clattered to the floor, only with a puddle of chunky sperm to cushion the fall. Cum pouring from her into the accumulating, yellow pile of spunk around her face, seeping around her body as the obscene swell of her once only slightly pudgy stomach deflated just a touch. It soaked her torso as the fountain of cum-vomit splattered over herself, eating into her clothes, ruining them even for a lifetime of washes. Just like she was. 

And Mei crashed to the floor. Exhausted. Her thighs were shaking even without any force no longer on her legs. Her hair frazzled with stray locks hanging in her face, which was glistening with a thick, semi-translucent sheen. Her breaths were heavy and ragged, unable to get enough oxygen into her lungs to keep a human being functioning. Not that it seemed to matter. Slowly, she moved to her hands and knees, crawling. Not towards Alizia, but past her. It was any wonder that her limbs could even propel her forward. And it also seemed like she was ignoring the accountant's words. But her intention quickly became clear as she moved to her own daughter. Pushing the limp, unconscious girl to lay on her back. Mei moved between her legs and straddled Hana's body with her hands, above her in missionary, her tits drooping low enough to squish against those cum-drenched orbs of her daughter's. Slowly, the mother dropped her head down, and lowered her body enough to put pressure on that bloated stomach. A gurgling, retching sound rumbled up from Hana's abused, raspy throat, "Grrgglk!" as she shot up into consciousness, her weak body unable to do anything except take her mother's lips latching onto her own. They shared a one-sided kiss, where Mei forced her daughter to take a mouthful of spit and sweat mixed together, and in return, she had another wave of cum to pour up and right into their kiss. It burst from the creases between their lips, it filled Mei's mouth, flooding her with a taste that she had never earned for herself. It scrambled her thoughts, making her eyes roll up into her head as she chewed into the thick chunks, the rest spilling over Hana's mouth and adding to the puddle that they both situated themselves in.

One hand snuck between their legs, and Mei pinched with her shaky fingernails right into the fabric of her bootyshorts, ripping a hole just big enough to show off those pink, dripping-wet folds that were begging for attention. Quickly, she reached down and took a firm hold in Hana's precum-soaked panties, ripping them off of her without a second thought, letting it sit just underneath her own puffy, drooling cunt. Sliding her hand back up, Mei pressed two of her fingers against her molten-hot cunt, and spread those lips nice and wide, showing off the tightness of her hole, and how those juices glistened against her flesh. Reluctantly, she managed to pull her head away from the kiss with her daughter, allowing that fountain of thrown-up jizz to flood the floor once more. Her voice was hungry. Needy.

"Only if you rape another into my daughter, too. Fuck, don't stop at one. Make us your permanent little broodwhores. Fuck load after fat fucking load right into both of our snug little cum-dump wombs until we're knocked up with your young. Give me another daughter, Alizia! Please, rape me until I'm your personal breeding tool. Fuck me within an inch of my life, it doesn't matter, just as long as I can feel your thick, hot, God jizz flooding my womb!" She worked up to a fever pitch. Borderline screaming the last words out of her lips, tears of need welling up in the corners of her eyes.

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[10:07] Alizia Charla watched the delectable sway of those thunderous hips of the old-hag's with rapt attention. Eyes rolling across that meaty frame of a woman who was birthed on this earth for naught but pounding as she crawled in a languid, uneven fashion across the floor. The piles of sludge reaching up towards her wrists as she sloughed through the mire and muck that clung to her skin and burned at the palms of her hands. It was a shame, the duo who's house Alizia had been so cordially invited into would never again smell like a home. The wood rotten and inundated beneath the toxic filth that caked itself across it's surface that their chambers will permanently be a reeking simulacrum of a brothel whorehouse. Perfect for the two degenerates who's very existence now hinged upon the God that had broken both of their minds and ruined solid food forever. Alizia wanted to taunt, goad at the mother for what she was doing and her lackluster response until hands pinned Hana's shoulders to the floor and those massive milk jugs compressed into each other in a lurid display of flesh and fuckslime. The kiss alone forcing Alizia's lips apart in a weighted moan that had one of her hands pressing down against the turbulent twitches that rocked through her shaft. Amethyst eyes glued to the wretched display of her own nut-filth spewing out between their lips in between the brief glances of the mother's tongue thoroughly scrapping and sloughing off the tar from her own child's limp length. The half-beast's hand clawing through the jungle of pubic hair in an amazing feat of self-restraint, every cell in the breeder's body demanding her desires be fulfilled as those grotesque and absurd churns began to fill the air once more, radiating directly from those wrinkled nuts that were smeared in yellowed and greasy lines of expelled nut vomit, and the drooled spit of the daughter's mouth-converted-onahole. The longer she watched that mind-numbing embrace the further her hand pressed down against her length. Heat wrenching upwards by the tens of degrees until evaporated steam and filth rose in steady, visible wisps towards the ceiling in a numbing fog. Even Alizia's own spectacles were not free from the haze that had afflicted the other lenses that now laid beneath a layer of sludge upon Hana's visage, and the other tossed aside - irrelevant for what was meant to become of the old hag. Barely capable of seeing their silhouettes that screamed out proclamation destroying what remained of the accountant's desire to watch. 

Heels sloughed through the curdled masses of sludge, and palms found themselves planted upon Mei's shoulders. All of Alizia's weight leaning forward, smashing those gravid and oversized milk jugs until both were obscenely pancaking outwards against their arms with all the excess fat bulging upon biceps. There would be no escape for what was about to come to them, no freedom for the hell that awaited that was going to utterly destroy their value as women for anything other than this overly hung half-beast that they had given themselves to with all the eagerness of a woman laying with their first love to forsake her virginity, and in a sense they were losing something far more precious. Even the whore's puked up seed was absurdly potent, stabbing into their taste buds and grinding away at their gums with the virulence of some demented plague hellbent on impregnation. Mei's jaw alone sore and aching from the sheer act of chewing swallowing the semi-solid clumps that formed within her daughter's body as the cauterizing baby batter cooled within. Once her weight was properly positioned, the tips of sweaty fingers rolled itself down Mei's half-exposed spine before that massive pillar that hung above was righted. Forced downwards with an aggressive thrust of wrist, the disgusting head still pissing out it's cunt-ruining seed thudding against Mei's impressive ass cheeks as it was rammed between the exuberance, wedging into the crack of her ass and following the curvature in an awkward descent that had that monster catching against the 'tiny' hole. It exposed her cunt full well, a fist could have been slammed within her quivering and drenched cunt with ease - but the slope of the crown could not proceed. The layer of cloth simply too constrictive to let such a mundane and lazy stab at her folds pass as proper procedure for penetration. The heat was scalding even through the sheer fabric of her ruined booty shorts. The meat of her ass forcefully spread by that sloped slab and even still she could feel the petulant throbbing of those veins that had branded the lining of her daughter's throat so effortlessly. Even now, long minutes after their conjoinment had ended the faint outline of those finger-wide roots still were visible upon the teenager's ruined throat. Alizia's hand returned from whence it came once that monument to all that was virile was properly pushed down, and without so much of an uttered pant or a cry of joy squatted with all the might those muscular thighs could muster. The elastic of her shorts grew taut, biting deep into the fat of Mei's hips until skin turned purple and the fat of her ass compressed by the durable fabric felt as if it would be sheared through by the sudden pressure put upon her by that terrifying length compressing against the two-sizes-too-small hole their owner had created - but seamed tore in a righteous twanging of thread and elastic snapped. The fabris splitting apart at the all sides, alleviating the tightness of the cloth and forcing the full brunt of her ass-meat to clap against that slimy shaft with a subtle smack as it glided past in a slaughter. Mei's legs forcefully wrenched apart as the cockhead speared through her lips and rammed into her cervix. Pelvic bones and tight muscles failing to the descent of that foreskin encroached cockhead mashed into the ring of muscles and battered them into submission. The inches further she required to reach the womb took nanoseconds, and further still it railroaded within. Flesh stretched, her body howled in undiluted agony as nerves fired on all cylinders in response to the obscene heat that had her cunt juices hissing and the abrasive texture of that leathery skin condemning her sensitive folds to a horrific state of over stimulation with even the faintest of movements. Her womb sheathing that repugnant cockhead in a heartbeat, her ovaries flattened into diaphragm in the next. Her stomach a bulging mess that protruded into her daughter's own gratuitous valley of titflesh beneath her. She was claimed. Ruined. Utterly fucking destroyed by a single slam of that pillar into the recesses of her womb. Nothing could compare. Nothing could ever compare to every last single nerve ending within her fuckhole lighting afire at once and blasting the pleasure center of her brain into utter submission. She may have fucked, and love doing it before - but here. Here was mating, with all the blunt force trauma of a sledge hammer slamming into her ovaries could provide, and all it took was one ram to make her legs limp and her vision swim.

Unluckily for her, there was the backstroke that had to be felt. Alizia not even halting for a second to wrench her hips skywards with a straightening of legs a cry of pleasure crossing those saliva soaked pillows. She was drooling like some rabid and egregious dog. Her spit so fucked it was opaque and white, running down her chin in gooey droplets that flowed in finger-wide lines before they thudded against the back of Mei's head like a glorious ambrosia raining from before. The foreskin curling back around the head, dragging along as it was tugged out of her womb creating a suction seal within her body that had the old hag feeling as if her innards would be torn from her body as it ascended out of her battered baby chamber. Cool air gracing her gaped and stretched out crater of a cunt as the accountant did the unexpected. She unsheathed entirely, simply squatted again. Pelvis colliding with the mother's ass cheeks as the comatose fuckmeat beneath her lurched as her folds let out a undeniable squelch. She had begged for both, and so it was only right that the mother felt her daughter's own stretched out stomach stabbing into her fat cow tits too. She could see the poor broodwhore's eyes opening wide for the first time since that orgasm had been afflicted upon her stomach. Her mind incapable of simply remaining unconscious for the moment her womb was claimed into nothing but a stretched out condom for that god-cock that had destroyed her throat, her stomach, and her very way of life. Gallons of vomited cock-tar expelling itself from the teenager's mouth to make room for what had just destroyed her chances of ever mating with a normal man. Ever having a child that wasn't fuckmeat, ever escaping this nirvana of debauched desires. And just like her mother, Alizia didn't halt for a moment to tear her hips out of that pube-mangled fuckhole only to rise ever so slightly upwards to plunge it right back into the mother's leaking cunt. 

Her plan made readily apparent as in the same swift strikes she wrenched back, only to slam right back into the daughter's meat-sheathe. Neither of them enough alone to satiate this demented gut-fucker and all that her tremendous nutsac that clapped against the floorboards every time she crouched demanded of her, but perhaps together the resilient condoms could be bred without their hands having to shovel the sludge inside after they've been long discarded for their ineptitude - if they deserved such a blessing.

[11:10] [Redacted]: A matter of anticipation. Waiting. Years of excitement and anxiety compacted into a matter of moments. A matter of 'click, click' of heels against wood until the sound was devoured by heels impacting near-solid, coagulated, yellowed pools. Their home had been destroyed, their dignity and common sense was long past an afterthought. None of that mattered now. The two of them were simply attending to their purpose as fucktoys in heat, for the alpha predator that had eyes on them both. Watching their familial embrace, sharing a kiss spawned out of jealous contempt, but ended as a mother wanted to dine in the affections that her daughter had been gifted. Maybe it was just a facade, a ploy to attract Alizia closer, to step towards her sole purpose of being bred and ruined for anything but that mast of dick. Not important.

And then there was weight. Three bodies stacked atop one another with the poor, over-stuffed girl at the bottom of it all, and Mei greeted the flow of that backed-up ballsnot with another open-mouthed kiss. It burst from the looser, semi-conscious lips of Hana's, while Mei sucked as much as she could get into her own greedy maw. Chewing through it again and letting that mass of densely-packed sperm wriggle and infest her mouth like a horde of greedy rapists. Every little corner and contour of her flesh was graced by their burning presence. And it was almost impossible to swallow. An ocean of spit required to tame its potency along with the churning of teeth that had been coated in a residual film of that greasy batter before long. But still, Mei had managed to swallow down a clump of sludge that formed a traveling bulge sliding down her throat; much more modest compared to the permanently etched markings and stretch of her daughter's abused gullet. 

The wad of spunk almost didn't make it down to her stomach. The sudden presence of that virulent monster was enough to have Mei lurching forward, heart pounding against her chest with such ferocity that she thought it might burst out of her at any moment. A double-time rhythm that skipped many vital beats, the debased mother lost all process of thought to the pressure that followed shortly. Burning, boiling heat was scalding her holes as that behemoth drooled over them, through the measly, yet elastic fabric of her shorts. Push, push. She could feel the tip stretching her skin-hugging material, forming the semblance of a condom inching into her depths (with no hope of protecting her from that utter potency). Mei's face contorted with mixtures of pain and pleasure. Circulation from the fatness and rounded nature of her hips cut off by the squeeze of elastic, but it was no match, of course. The sound of tearing was only outmatched by the squelch of her slime-coated, drooling cunt and the scream that followed. "F-fuck! Annngh!" Mei cried out as her head shot back, her thighs quivering and almost unable to support her weight, luckily with a cushioning mattress of a body underneath. That monstrous tip slammed forward, stretching her beyond recognition, her body desperately trying to reject such a massive insertion by squeezing onto Alizia's mast of fetid breeding meat. To no avail. 

And the moment that tip pounded against her cervix, Mei lost control. Her legs had gone numb as an explosion of pleasure rocked through her body with enough force to send colours into her vision. Vibrant, vivid delights teased her sight as she felt her toes curl until they lost the motor function to do so. Her whole body erupting with an earthquake of delight that had her tits jiggling against the fat below, along with the obscene bulge that pushed into her stomach, adding a fifth, much harder orb of flesh to join the jostling of meat. Her cervix was beaten down in an instant, stretched into a fleshy noose to grip around that enormous girth. The mother came then, with her womb bludgeoned into a stretched mess, shifting around her insides without any trouble, all forced to make room for that fuckbeast's revolting scepter. All of her neurons fired off at once, billions of tiny sparks flying between each of those pleasured receptors as she shook against the two bodies pinning her. Trembling without any regard for her daughter or even the cock stuffing her full. Mei squirted her mess right onto those massive balls that were lodged against her daughter's ass. Dousing them in a puddle's worth of slick juices that splattered both sets of thighs and pelvises in its ricochet. Dripping down into the mess of retched cum that seemed to swallow up her own orgasm and gangrape every last drop as the concoction sizzled into the air in a noxious cloud of sexual fumes.

Then it was torture. Amidst the highs of her seemingly endless climax, Alizia dragged back, every grotesque vein scraping her insides raw in a matter of seconds, teasing that she might push right back in... And then there was nothing. Mei's head collapsed to the side of her daughter, trying to arrange her scrambled thoughts, but not finding any words beyond her incoherent moans and babble that could be easily interpreted. She wanted more. But she would have to wait, with that agonizing feeling of hollow emptiness plaguing her insides. As if life had no more meaning if she wasn't properly gouged on that ruinous dick, or flooded with waves of that abhorrent sludge. And Mei quickly realized why, even in her drunken, orgasm-addled state. It came as a clap to her wobbling ass cheeks with ripples of flesh moving through them like oceanic tide, and the sudden punch to her diaphragm in the form of an extension to that massively pregnant bulge in her daughter's stomach. She heard Hana's scream for the first time in what felt like an eternity, and Mei acted on instinct as that scream quickly turned into a vile retch of "Oonh..- Grrglk!!"

Mei clamped a hand overtop of Hana's mouth. That scream was muffled as the girl's eyes rolled back into her head, even under the mass of ball-broth covering them. Pressure under Mei's palm built as she didn't let the first retch of vomited sludge escape, but it burst from Hana's nose in thick ropes of tar-thick slime, and as those cheeks bulged and the back-up of cum grew, she could feel it searing between her fingers as streams of it burst free. "Haah.. You've been given a.. Nngh. A precious gift, whore. Don't waste it." Mei seethed a whisper into her daughter's ear, which was responded to by a tortured, muffled gargle from the teen's packed throat. Her mother made sure to give it attention, sliding herself down just enough to latch her lips onto that swollen, bulging neckline. She kissed down into the gullet that had been crammed full of spunk, only to feel that bulge against her tits disappear, and suddenly slam right back into herself. That red-marked kiss turned into a purpled welt of flesh tinged with pinpricks of blood as Mei bit down and sucked. Her hand wasn't strong enough to contain that flow of cum now that her body had relinquished its control to Alizia's monster again. And as she moved it away, a flow of near-solid jizz exploded from Hana's mouth with a repugnant "Bllrk!" and that yellowed sludge flowed over her face in all directions. It rained down on her mother that still bit down into her neck, just to keep her sounds muffled, mixing with the thick, honeyed strands of drool that had matted her raven-black locks down from earlier.

And when she pulled back, only to lodge herself back into Hana's cunt again, the girl added more to the growing mess atop her mother's head. The two of them locked in an embrace that might've been considered sweet of lesbian lovers. If it weren't for the gallons of unholy mess dumped upon the two of them that left their skin and clothes more the colour of jizz than anything else. Not like either of them cared. All they could ever want was to be used as breeding stock. Those gaping-wide cunts squeezing onto Alizia like they were fleshlights made for normal beings. Ruined for those types now, their bodies were quickly being molded to fit that ridiculous size and shape. One mind-shattering thrust at a time.

[12:08] Alizia Charla watched the unfolding scene of a mother's ruination followed by her desperate attempts to prevent her daughter from becoming a complete and utter failure like herself reach a vain conclusion as she systematically railroaded her monstrosity from one ruined cervix, stretched into an unfathomably tight sheathe exclusively dedicated to her gargantuan pillar, to the next. Truly a buffet of fuckmeat put on display, and in all ways Alizia felt blessed to have been born to indulge in such demented and delirious company. The mother's mutterings only making the next slam of her hips clapping against that fattened derriere all the sweeter as her charge failed and hands went limp. Putrid cock grease that had been festering within her daughter's stomach woefully vomited out against her skull to latch upon her locks of hair and stain her further. The divine sludge that her offspring had been compacted to the brim with, utterly wasted and expelled with every slam of the half-beast's hips in pathetic display that made the two of them look more like burst condoms gurgling out their toxic load that had been deposited within, than actual people at this point. The yellowed grime clinging to their skin and burning at their pores all the way. Even resting in the esophagus of that dumb dick socket it seemed to be diluted little, and even poor Mei could feel the wretched taint squirming within her stomach and befouling her throat even with how little she managed to gulp down before nearly slaughtering her own child with her teeth. It was all too much for the poor demihuman. She may have had nerves of steel and stunk worse than a breeding bull at it's filthiest, but even such lurid and exaggerated displays of her own virility and their own decrepit degradation and addiction to what had befallen them ate away at what last remained of her sense of thought as pleasure mounted with every slap of hips down upon the obese, tit-heavy cows beneath her. Their oversized mammaries clapping together with obscene smacks as their entire bodies were jostled from the impacts of each slam.

The gouging of their cunts was without pause, each one accentuated with either the daughter gagging up another grotesque half-gallon of fuckfilth that still lingered within the recesses of her swiftly deflated stomach, or the whorish mother crying out upon the air in undiluted bliss. Her world becoming a whitened plane of existence, visual coherence coming to a swift and tragic end as nerves were shot and brain was overloaded with pleasure from with each savage clap of those balls collided with her daughter's drooling cunt below. Coinciding with that that veined meat obliterating all traces of her past lovers from her folds - the man she adored who helped her raise poor Hana all but purged from her memory, for what was prior to this destructive might that was laying waste to her insides simply had no right to waste space within her gray matter. Her mind forcefully fracturing into a thousand disjointed fragments as buck of hips turned into an uncountable stream of gut-wrenching drags out, loneliness and the frigid cold of the Antarctic assaulting her body, before she was baptized all over again in the fiery wrath of that pillar slamming back into her that brought meaning once more to her reality. There was no coming back from what Alizia's potent veins and bludgeoning thrusts were doing to her folds, no healing her cervix that was becoming a loosened ring of muscles that did naught but clamp down upon that cock with all it's might before it smashed into ovaries and crushed ovum flat in a sign of unbridled virility and dominance. Worse yet was her diaphragm, constantly battered and beat by that searing head stretching her out like a distended and sullied condom that was a dozen sizes too small for she was being penetrated with. Even breathes and rhythmic exhales becoming an impossibility with each penetration feeling as if a sledge had smashed itself into her sternum, knocking all air from her lungs and sending the world reeling when her blurry vision returned as that cockhead was scrapped out of her folds She was being wrecked and Alizia could not care if the old hag could keep up, for why would she? The churning of her nuts, as gaudy and mind-numbing as ever was the only thing that ruled her mind now, and she was going to use both of her new onaholes to utterly drain herself dry.

Hane's plight was much the same of her eldest's, excluding the comatose existence and tongue lolling from her mouth. The obnoxious gags that spewed forth from her throat with each liter of slime expelled from her throat and streaming from her nostrils leaving her an utter mess. Her lengthy hair and gorgeous braids that once laid upon the floor now coated in a thick layer of that foul fluid that her mother saw as an ambrosia, heavenly drink that had no right to be so thoroughly rejected - but most saw as some toxin, a poisonous contagion that was rotting the air and raping what few oxygen molecules that filtered around the floor remained out of existence. Her skin burned. The plastic frames of the meaty teenager's glasses corroding and steadily becoming misshapen as if they were being blasted with heat, curling back against themselves before the whore's hollowed and unseeing eyes from the sheer maliciously of the semen as the trillions of swimmers sought out eggs to inseminate yet another brood of bastards into existence, all for naught. Alizia was lucky in one regard that both of the orgasming pigs were such egregious slobs, incapable of containing not only themselves but her own foulness within. Their bodies having become stuck fast in the foulness that they had failed to contain, keeping them from lurching inches forward with each of Alizia's slams due to nothing more than sheer viscosity of the grime Hane had found herself compressed into. Stuck, trapped in to be used and railroaded as little more than an onahole for a woman who's name she couldn't remember, who's face she had barely even glanced upon in comparison to her mother's experience with the woman. What was likely her first experience with sex so depraved and deranged she will never repair from the damage of having her womb smashed flat against her stomach by some virile God smeared in her mother's cunt slime. 

As time worn on and the seconds twisted into elongated hours of this hedonistic and foul-smelling display Alizia's body groaned and ached from her ministrations. What began as little disappointments turned into nagging issues that prevented her rise to a proper orgasm. Her daughter incapable and inept. The mother not even bothering to keep hand over lips to prevent the excess from rolling off her body to waste upon the floor. Cunts loosening and wombs compacting into a fixed shape to accept that monster with every unrelenting slam, and Alizia needed to cum.. But this would not due, no. Not with these retarded sows prostrating before her and simply taking it. A hand moved itself from Mei's shoulders and grasped at the bun of hair upon her head, tugging at her locks and tilting the babbling and incoherent whore's head upwards. Piles of sludge sloughing off her face with viscous smacks onto Hane's tit flesh below, before what little remained of her ability to breathe was squelched out completely and lips were compacted against semen-spewing-lips below. Nostrils smacked flat into the sludge that streamed freely from the daughter's own. A seal swiftly made for the first time in hours, held fast by those nails biting into her scalp and Alizia's weight shifting forwards as the absurdity of what she had done brought her higher than ever before. She'll never know why the thought of a daughter and mother in such a taboo embrace dug into her core so thoroughly, but it was all that she needed for the bliss to mount and eyes to filter close. Amethyst hues rolling into the back of her head as motion ceased and Mei was hilted.

Hane could feel those unfathomable tankards of sludge twitching. Their viscous contents swirling for the brief of microseconds before her mother's body rocketed inches forward from the expulsion of molten filth from that demented cockhead lodged within her womb. Trillions of bastard brewers smacking into her ovaries in the first half second, biting and chewing away at the nerves within with a fierce vehemence that demanded compensation for their wait within those nasty nuts for what must have been months on end, fermenting into some half-rotten and yellowed taint. Mei graced with the first proper orgasm she had ever milked from the repugnant rapist atop her, and it was easy to see why her daughter had came like a pathetic little cock-addict so easily earlier while choking the foulness down. Her womb stretched and distended beyond compare. Her midriff that was once relatively flat bursting outwards from one month pregnant, to six in seconds. Her paltry excuse of a tank top stretching before that too split apart in loud and flagrant tears around her utterly expanded abdomen. The heat rivaling magma from within the Earth branding it's existence into Mei's mind permanently, eggs raped into submission and her status as a broodwhore cemented within the first jet of that noxious cock-tar, much less the dozens of liters that followed that came in gushing wave, after gushing wave. Alizia's hand still firmly and fiercely keeping those lips conjoined as horror filled Mei's heart at the sudden realization that hips were tugging back mid-orgasm. The load she had worked for so long and so hard to acquire steadily being wrenched out of her - until only that meaty glans remained wedged with her puffy cunt lips... And it was tugged out completely. A jet blasting against the space between Hane's and Mei's cunt with a searing hiss that prepared the daughter little for that cockhead plunging into her depths one last time, even as her Mother's worthless and battered fuckhole spewed out gallons in a geyser moments after that head had been uncorked from her quivering folds. The run off of Alizia's potency that was rammed into her and spewed out directly against her womb just like her mother's making what remained within her belly seeming tepid and lukewarm by comparison, even as what she vomited out against her mother's own skull still steamed upon the air with it's foulness. Hane's fate sealed just like her mother's, white lights flashing before her darkened vision as her eggs were battered into submission and her womb burned and twitched from what heinous crimes against the human form were being committed within. Her already ruined stomach very bulging - flattening against her mother's just like their meaty breasts in a pair of conjoined, lip-locked and impregnated broodsow's. Alizia's panting the only sound remaining within the room as her breasts rose and fell, sweat dripping down her brow and splattering upon the exposed back of the mother below as she rode out her orgasm for as long as her massive and smouldering semen tanks required. The dumbfuck onaholes beneath her had to work so hard for to finally fucking cum properly - it was only right she enjoyed the bliss that had her toes curling within her heels, tongue dry from the exhaustive breathes as she looked down at her conquest with a slight satisfaction - something the two of these failures alone never would have been able to give her.