They fuck Rochelle

Amanda then runs and knees Casey in the head, bashing her head against the turnbuckle, before dropping down and picking up the rag.

Heather throws Rochelle to the ground and pulls off her pants and throng, revealing her nice, round ass.

Amanda looks at Heather, "Get the soap. You get the honors."

Heather smiles as she runs to the bag, where they got the egg beater.

Amanda then looks over her shoulder, "And another rag."

Rochelle moans.

"I hope you know we are doing this for own good." Amanda says as she puts the rag in Rochelle's mouth and tied it to the back of her head, "This world has fallen into such depravity and decay. It needs to go back to a better time. A purer time. A time where things weren't so…so confusing."

Heather comes back with a rag and a strap on made of soap.

Heather hands Amanda the rag and Amanda pulls Rochelle to her knees and put her in head lock.

"Here." Amanda shoves the rag up Rochelle's pussy, making her moan, "We will need that when you cum."

Heather comes up behind Rochelle.

"Where should I stick it?"

"Up her ass." Amanda looks down at Rochelle, "That's where this little slut like it anyways and we can't risk the rag falling out while fucking her, can we?"

Heather smiles as she positions her strap on and slowly but surely pushes inside Rochelle's ass.

Rochelle's moans starts to become screams as the soap burns.

"I know, I know it hurts." Amanda pats Rochelle on the head as her partner fucks her ass, "But we can't spoil the rod and spare the child. Now can we."

Heather grabs Rochelle's hips as her strap on goes deeper and deeper into Rochelle's ass.

"This is horrible." Scot replies.

"Oh I can't watch." Debbie squeals as she puts her hands to her eyes as Rochelle scream through her gag as one half of MAS fucks her ass with soap.

"This is my type of show." Tanya replies as Casey starts to stir in the corner.