Extreme Anal Games with Enema and Prolapse

Her ass is already stretched, the metal ring locked around her hole, the spikes biting into her flesh as she squats over the toilet, water gushing from the hose into her gut. She winces, the enema burning as it fills her, her insides churning. She grips the sides of the toilet, knuckles white, breath hitching as she takes the purging. Suddenly, she clenches, a grimace on her face as something shifts inside. Her ass pulses, and with a wet plop, her insides spill out, the prolapse obscene and raw. She groans, a mix of pain and filthy pleasure, her body shaking as she pushes out more, the sight of her gaped, ruined hole a fucking masterpiece.

The door creaks open, the camera operator steps in, zooming in on the mess. She looks up, eyes glazed, a string of spit dripping from her chin. “Fuck my ass,” she rasps, voice hoarse. He drops the tripod, kicks off his jeans, his cock already hard. He spits on his hand, rubs it onto his shaft, then lines up, pushing into her gaping hole. She screams, a guttural, primal sound, as he starts fucking her, his hips slapping against her ass. He reaches around, fingers digging into her flesh, pulling her onto his cock. She’s a mess, her body slick with sweat, shit, and enema water, but he doesn’t care. He fucks her harder, the sound of their bodies slapping filling the room. He pulls out, grabs a nearby object, a thick, ugly dildo, and shoves it into her ass. She screams again, her body convulsing as he starts pounding her with it, her ass stretched wide, the prolapse pulsing with each thrust. It’s extreme, it’s filthy, it’s exactly what she craves.