Texas BBC Massacre
A pornographic version of the film Texas Chainsaw 3D.
Chapter 2
Ryan turns to see Heather in the barn staring at him and Nikki, wearing her black and white striped top and jeans. Heather's facial expression is a mixture of rage, anger and jealousy. With her arms crossed, she waited to hear an answer from the two. Ryan glances down and sees no help from Nikki as she is out cold.
"Hey, baby girl," Ryan said with a smile, his voice a little winded.
"Don't start that pet name bullshit, when your balls deep inside that bitch" Heather snapped back.
"You ain't telling me to pull out." Ryan comments.
Heather walks over to Ryan and Nikki, glaring at him the entire time. She stands beside Ryan on his left. Even though Ryan is more than a few inches taller, Heather is not intimidated as she glares up at him. Heather grabs Ryan by the balls and squeezes hard. He grits his teeth, letting out a snare of pain. With his right hand, Ryan grabs Heather by the throat and chokes her lightly as Ryan's left hand still holding Nikki by the hip. Heather grunts from the choking. Ryan and Heather glare at one another for a minute, neither one of them letting go of the other. Heather gives Ryan a wink, and he smirks back. Pulling her in by the hair, the two share a wet french kiss. Heather lessens her claw-like grip on Ryan's nuts. Now playing and caressing with the testicles, while he holds his grip on Heather's hair. Ryan's cock is stirring back to life. Going from semi-hard to full mast. Nikki begins to stir. Feeling Ryan's shaft flexing and growing in her pussy. She glances back and gasps, seeing Ryan and Heather kiss.
"Wha...what the fucks going on?!" Nikki in a raised voice.
There is a lack of volume and strength behind Nikki's voice, with her being too exhausted to cry out any louder, Ryan and Heather ignore her as they kiss. Ryan begins to grope Heather's breasts with his right hand. Heather starts to run her hands all over Ryan's body. She is feeling his tone butt, chiselled torso and back to the large balls. Heather turns to Nikki like she is finally noticing her.
"Oh hi, Nikki," Heather says with a smug expression. "Still havin fun?"
Ryan kisses Heather's neck, and Heather giggles in response. Her breathing becomes rapid, with Ryan grabbing the underside of one of her tits. Heather takes her top off, exposing her big pale D size tits. But before Ryan can get his hands on them, Heather moves out of arm's reach from Ryan. Ryan growls at her. Heather blows him a kiss in return. Teasing Ryan as Heather hefts up her tits at him, jiggling them up and down. Ryan takes out his frustrations on Nikki. Beginning to thrust his cock slowly in and out of her pussy. Nikki groans tiredly and in agony, unable to move away. Her vagina sore but slowly, every thrust makes the pain go away, replaced with pleasure. Ryan ignores Nikki's groans, his eye's trained on Heather.
Heather smirks, seeing the response she is getting from Ryan. Heather turns her back to him, bending forward a little and begins to take off her jeans. She is swaying her hips, doing a sexy striptease for Ryan. He licked his lips from the site of Heather's jiggling butt. The strip show distracts Ryan from fucking Nikki, stopping in midstroke. Heather kicked off her jeans showing off her white panties. There is a growing wet spot on Heather's panties. About to take off her panties but Heather stops herself. She blows Ryan a kiss which frustrates him. He increases the pace of his thrust inside Nikki. Nikki's groans get louder, and they begin to irritate Heather.
"We need to quieten the cattle Ryan," Heather says with a mischievous smile.
Ryan smiles back. He raises his hand to strike Nikki on the butt. To silence her, but stops his hand in the air, seeing Heather shaking her head.
"I got something better to use."
Heather walks off to one of the stalls, out of Ryan's eyesight. He decides to go slow on Nikki, not wanting to cum too soon. Not before seeing Heather's surprise. Nikki begins to move her hips back. Eager to resume fucking as Nikki is close to orgasm. Ryan sucked in his breath. He grabs Nikki by the hips, with both hands, to hold her still. Nikki moans in frustration, unable to fight out of Ryan's grip. Heather saunders back with her hands behind her back. She comes up to Ryan, and the two share a kiss. Ryan quickly ducks his head and latches his mouth to Heather's closest breast. Heather giggles and that quickly turns into a moan when Ryan rolls his tongue around her erect nipple.