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Prior : Megyn Kelley - surprisal Sex

Prior : Megyn Kelley - Terrible luck

Prior : Megyn Kelley - horrendous journeying

Prior : Megyn Kelley - terpsichore melon vine


( broadcaster blond MILF squawk has been nabbed and is being held by Pro football game player
Michael and other players at a rural emplacement. Michael has her strung up and is working over her legs with a power washer, he blasted her breasts and now………. )

"AHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Megyn screamed as her sensitive flesh stung from the water.
Michael played with her nipple, spraying one and then the other, watching them jiggle, shake.
Her fucking MILF boob flopped up and down.

"Make them dancing. Bounce those melon."
Michael played to the crew. He sprayed her breasts side to side, up and down.
The player were singing making up rap language to go with bouncing breast, they
called it the

"DANCING MELONS."

"shuffle them Dance."book binding and Forth, up and down they moved.

Her boob nub became redder and redder with each wave of water. Satisfied every musical composition of
her breasts were red and sore, Michael signaled for the bitch to be lowered. When her invertebrate foot touched the
ground the chains were removed from her skinned ankles.

She was still suspended by her arms. Michael kissed her on the sass. I am going to earn love to
you now. Megyn could barely reply, begging him to stop. He held her reddened breasts in his hands
as he watched the terrible hurting in face. He squeezed and rubbed each tit watching in enthrallment
her contorted face. He reached down and slapped her flayed ass emblazoned with"HOE ”.

Megyn was hardly conscious as they let her down. Michael looked down at her collapse body.
Her tortured MILF tits were so bid. The 1 she flaunted so often on
her TV show.

Megyn's mammilla were red as a Beta vulgaris from the water. In some places the skin was flayed away completely.
Michael imagined his cock sliding along her tormented meats, wearing away the skin.
Megyn lay on the ground, curled up in pain and concern surrounded b y Michael, Shawn and the other football instrumentalist."Sorry piece of Trash."“ You are not such a big deal now."
Two of the players grabbed her and turned her over, stretching her out on the ground.

"leave me alone. You are going to toss off me. layover. Eonough, Oh please."
Megyn was crying, begging. The whiteness bitch crying just turned the guys on more.
quaternary men grabbed her, one on each limb. They lifted her up and swung her back and forth.

"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhh"
The annoyance returned to her articulation as she was stretched, swinging back and Forth River, up and down, around in a circle..

EYAAAAAA the men shouted and threw her up in the air letting go flying through the air..
THUUUDDDDD. Stunned Megyn laid on the ground.
Megyn was exhausted. Acting on instinct she tried to crawl away.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"Megyn cried out as Michael stepped on her hand with his
booted foot."Where do you think you are going."

"What is that ? What are you going to do now ?"
Michael threw the Chain to the trading floor. It was a minuscule tractor tire chain.
He spread it out so the studs were up and diffuse it out, about 24 inches wide.

"chemical chain HER UP."“ CHAIN THE beef UP."

Megyn struggled in total affright as the dragged her over on the Chain, laying case up.
They held her laying on the chain, with part of her butt and her waist.
Michael wrapped the string around her waist two times and tied the links.
sobbing Megyn lay on the priming with the chemical chain already biting into her skin.
Ted Shawn attached the winch line to the chain.
"Michael please."Megyn begged weakly. Michael laughed and motioned for the winch
to start hoisting her up. They raised it slowly, inch by inch, the chain and stud poker biting in deeper.

Michael ran his handwriting over the mountain range looking how the metal scantling were biting into her skin.
The squawk was sobbing, quivering as Michael pulled and tugged on the links.
They raised herr slowly so he could watch the Ernst Boris Chain tighten, listening to her screams.

Face up the winch slowly raised Megyn off the ground. Her rear set painfully backward.
Her blazonry and ramification flayed wildly looking for something to hold on to take up the pressure off.
"AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
Finally she hung from the waist human face up, back arched painfully. Her head hung down at a painfull angle.
Her branch and legs dangled helplessly. The strand and studs bit into her waist.

The more she twisted, the more the studhorse bit in. She tried desperately to detain quiet but the
strain on her vertebral column was terrible.

Michael straddled her chest and her grabbed flayed breasts. Megyn screamed as pulled by her
tits and began to rub his stopcock along the skinless bosom nitty-gritty. He grasped her nipples with his
digit squeezing brutally. He pushed her breasts together sliding his dick between them.

Megyn hung helplessly, her back bent terribly backward. Shawn grabbed her red thigh and slid between her legs. He plunged his tool inside her. Michael and Ted Shawn pushed against each early
screwing her between them without lull. Michael grabbed her breasts with his script at the base
as he continued his brutal tittie fuck. He squeezed them voiceless, distorting them terribly.

The little skin left on her bosom wore away as Michael looked for every way to frustrate them.
He slapped them back and forth and then began scratching with his finger nails. The tit heart and soul
hung from his finger nails. Ted Shawn held her thigh forcing his cock inside her as deep as possible.

Michael fucked her tits faster and faster, finally he came on Megym's battered white meat, the cum mixing with the descent and hide. Ted Shawn came inside her leaving her hanging by the chemical chain.

Megyn hung from the chain of mountains, a battered piece of bitch centre. Michael and Shawn had satisfied themselves but there were six to a greater extent thugs waiting their go. Her tits were now raw meat, first
flayed by the pounding power washing machine and then mercilessly tittie fucked. Barely conscious she watched the men around her.

Chained by the waistline and hanging face up her body stretched in a terrible sore position.
"OH let me down, my back, full stop, please let me down."
"Oh nooooooo."A goon grabbed her pass, hanging down pulled her mouth up to his crotch, forcing
himself inside her lip. The group watched as one by one the strong-armer satisfied themselves on her
helpless body.

Cum dripped from her expression, her bloodied mammilla, her raw and exhaust puss. Hot piss stung hitting her
bitch cheek contorted in botheration. She hung helpless, barely conscious as the piss ran off her face.
Michael ran his hand over her enchained waist looking how the chain bit into her skin, deeper and deeper.
The men were talking laughing, joking about what they would do next, each trying to out do each other.



To Be Continued .