Fette Hundin

Vicious nipple whipping right off her rings. The panties could cover a pitcher's mound and the rolls she has would make an excellent pound cake. He can very easily put his hand in her crack all the way up to his elbow. By jove, I think he did it.

Like he's looking for a Rolex or something up there. And the stretch marks on her fat tits are like a road map of Buffalo during rush hour. This plumper is a natural mess but he is going to stamp his personal touch on her. She lumbers over to him, like a plodding yak, for more tit abuse.

And can she blubber real tears to match her whale blubber. If somebody wants to hide an 18 wheeler from the cops, her crotch is the place. Rosie, ya got a rival. Flashlight hell. Find those car keys and we'll drive out of this cave.

Distended nipples from playing ring toss, look like chewing gum. How she can even arch herself off the carpet defies gravity itself. And the ever-present crop. Sounds like he's banging on a steam pipe. Her cellulite upper thighs are a rash red but she keeps working her gaping coal mine. And the screams of agony.

A much-needed respite. And what's in the red bag? That is either spray paint or bug spray. Time for a throat culture, say aaahhhh. He took a lure out of that tackle box. That thing is for walleye, not farm animals. He stuck it all the way through her tit meat.

And another. She should be leaking all over herself. He's turning her tits into a pin cushion. She is distressed. Now, she's gonna rocket right out of that chair as he starts sticking her fat twat lips. To the survivor pouch and more painful items.

That scalpel is headed for a danger zone and what is that glass suction cup with bulb all about??? This is a literal tongue twister. Forceps. She may be passed out right in the chair.

The crop will wake her. She is a welted mess. She keeps working that bomb shelter of a gash and he still wants his toaster back. Very nice barking, she is a natural at that. She now licks some unknown goo off the floor, total degradation here.

She must pay homage to his stinky, sweaty feet. He gives her a toe fucking and is lucky to still have a foot. Now for some toe-jam. And her reward?? Servicing his ass and dirt hole. But no horn blowing allowed, she is not worthy to suck on his wind pipe.

Those are roach clips. Gander at that canyon of hers. Chocolate syrup, how sweet. Maybe. No close up of the disclaimer. Licking off a concrete floor, just plain unsanitary. This can put one off their food.