In the dimly lit, eerie asylum, the girl's body is a canvas of red welts and glistening juices. She's made to worship at the altar of ass, her tongue lapping at the filthy crack, her nose buried in the sweaty flesh. Her ass is stretched wider than she thought possible, a thick cock disappearing into her, reappearing slick and shiny. She's made to take another cock into her throat, her eyes watering, her mascara running. The room is a symphony of grunts, slaps, and wet, sucking sounds, the air thick with the scent of sex and the weight of taboo.