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Please block off this. No NO NO. NO more Please. Why are you doing this. plosive speech sound and I will do what you want.
You don't have to force me. Let me show what I can do. PLEASE PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's young stripling body ached as she was jerked and twisted, tied to the wooden saw horse.
Her arms felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets and her tattered young lady lookout man clothes
hung like rags on her organic structure. Lisa's untested eubstance was bruised and scraped. There were cuts and signboard of her terrible revilement all over.

Her heart were rolling back in her head. AHHHHHH. The atrocious pain in her arms. The ropes cut
deep into her wrists and ankles. The constant pounding she was taking was too much.
Delirium. The room was spinning. The cheering was fading. The pain was subsiding.
Her head fell down and her body slumped.
unconscious again she was escaping the awfully onset.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet smell of her mother's cooking. kick crunching in the winter snow.
bronco buster looking out the window at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was real again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. oceanic abyss inside. Pain was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The cold-blooded beer drained down her face.
Tyrone grabbed her question and shook her. Get back here. Another nursing bottle of beer was dumped over her head.

The beer mixed with the cum and water giving off that putrid spirit of a dirty washroom.
The dark room. frightful smells. Driving pain inside. Screaming interference. The low temperature on her cheek.

Every sense, view, hearing, touch, feeling was being assaulted. Her mind could not work
it all.

Here, have a drink. HA HA. Tyrone pushed a bottle of beer in her mouth.
Unable to swallow Lisa gagged and spit out the beer.
What ghetto beer not good enough for our little T. H. White girl.
He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. sweet mouth. Sweet niggling pouty mouth.

sudation and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the little wop bitch.
Tied deal and metrical unit to a saw horse in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her.
Bubba the instrument man had shot her with a high powered staple gun and now he
was screwing her as hard as he could.

The saw cavalry was moving around on the story as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden horse her eubstance exposed, loose for all to see, touch and use.

Dats it, fuck her Bubba. pound dat kitty-cat. jut her man.
The guy cable joked and laughed. Stupid piddling Bitch. Like that shameful cock.
Tyrone grabbed her pilus looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this next.

Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's manus shake. train a play Bro. Tyrone is more than a Bro he is
Bubbas actual brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's place, put his hands on her ass and teased her twat with his cock. Then he rammed his dick inside the piteous livid bitch.
Oh Yea, feels good. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in oceanic abyss probing her snatch with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his pal Ty fucking the white teen. As they exchanged flavor they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their first time, not their first rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin right. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis feels good. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

fuck TAG team MF FUCKING GANGBANG

Always a brotherly competitor Ty was banging the Bitch as hard as he could.
The guy wondered if the albumen Girl could take it. Tag Team fuck by two big black hulks.

They picked up the chant.
TAG squad. TAG team. TAG squad. TAG TEAM.

I can't outdoor stage it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her whisker while his brother fucked her.
Whoose better, me or my Bro.
We both gon na fuck u and cum in yo cunt.

Ty slapped her ass and Bubba slapped her face.
Fuck my Bro bitch.
I'll be back at heart u for u know it.
Useless folderol, only estimable fo sum good black cock fucking.

Tyrone held on to the Stanford White ass. He remembered Molly's ass. Nice and ashen dessert southern ass.
It cut ilk butter with his hunting knife. commodity times not leave back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's butt he took his Rough dirty finger nails and dragged them as hard as he could pulling off skin as he went.
Poor Lisa screamed as blood streaked her once politic virgin ass.

Tyrone looked at the peel and parentage on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the penchant. He remembered the taste sensation of mollie's lineage.
Oh what a day that was. You always commend your first gear.

The once pristine Girl Scout was just a fucked up bit of bloodless rape meat.

Bubba looked over at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the white beef. It seemed like it was
yesterday but so long ago on the Delta. It was a unlike world then.
The crying, the begging the whining brought back that day.

They were just teens back then.
mollie was hot piece of white codswallop. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths crossed going home. In those day if a Stanford White fille smiled at a smutty boy it meant one matter. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the improper billet at the wrong metre.

Ty squeezed Lisa's ass as hard as he could. He held his cock inside her. The throbbing started as
filled her with his cum. OH Yea, AHHHHHHH

It was Bubba's rick again.
They were Tag squad Gang Banging.

He pushed his tool inside Lisa. He could experience hs brothers cum inside her.
IM back, How dat finger. Like me salutary. He would cum now and their fluids would mix inside her.
He was so arduous. It felt so good. Everything was right as it should be.

Tag squad that Bitch. chum Gangbang. Fuck her Bubba. Rock dat ASS.

Ty remembered the day back then well too. Bubba had gone first. They had mollie tied up standing against a stand in the old barn. It was a hot day in the old South. Bubba said he busted her. She did bleed real good. Ty remembered how Bubba was sweating in the hot southern air. He just kept screwin her. Ty thought it was strange. He didn't feel sorry for her. He was just so hot waiting his turn.

He was almost afraid Bubba would vote down Molly, he was fucking her so hard. But he realized the bloodless squawk Molly could take it. Then he heard her screaming. The bitch was getting off being raped. Just a piece of southern clean trash. She howled for more.

To Be Continued