Ariel X, Harmony and Annie Cruz

Ariel X and Harmony trap Annie Cruz the second she slacks off. They yank her down across the busted coffee table, the snapped leg still stuck to the frame. No warm-up. Ariel X works the jagged wood straight up Annie’s ass while Harmony pins her wrists and laughs every time Annie bucks. Annie’s body jerks, fights, then breaks. She sprays hard, soaking the floor, legs shaking, but they don’t stop. They twist the wood deeper, forcing another gush, another scream. Blonde hair sticks to her face, her Asian skin flushed dark. The table leg stays buried until she’s nothing but a dripping, wrecked mess on the cabin floor.