The Do-Gooder Milf - 4 Bastard 'S
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All fucking smiles for the boys.
Barry was next. The bitch was shivering, quivering. She realized she was not only
being raped, she was going to be gangraped. Fucked one at a time. Slowly. Hard.
Brutally.
The slit hung wide open ready for the next peter. Barry had a gruesome mask.
A vampire mask. The face of death. He had a fiddling surprisal. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left breast and tied a thin rope around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it strong. One way and then the former. The
squawk was screaming.
I thought, here is the bad news MILF, it is just starting !
He roped the other kick tit, tieing it tight. He tied them together with a rope
Pulling them close up together and the pulled the rope over the same overhead bar
holding her legs and arms. He pulled the rope stretching the tits up in front of her face.
Without warning he smacked her puss with his hand.
It was overwhelming, the MILF was howling.
In a arcsecond he was inside her. The bit pecker for the whore.
swinging back and Forth with his hips she was taking her endorse fucking, her second rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the Mexican valium hanging her tits, stretching them even more.
I got to say, I never been so proud of my male child.
The Do-gooder MILF MEAT was taking the piece of tail of her life and the night was other, very early.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
BASTARD'S RAPISTS asshole'S STOP THIS
Barry stopped leaving her hang.
LET ME DOWN. LET ME down NOW.
He let her hang there as she yelled to be let down.
She hung there helpless, screaming, while the music blared and the lights shined into her face.
We all got a good laugh, listening to her rants, twisting and turning.
She was OURS, absolutely nothing she could do.
Tommy moved close to her position aimed his stopcock at her expression and took a piss. The Milf turned her head away as his stream hit her in the brass. I enjoyed her sceaming but listen enough.
I took a rope and tied it around her head through her mouth and pulled it tight.
The R-2 bit into the Bitch's mouth and cut off her loud yelling.
Now we could barely pick up her muffled cries over the loud music.
The water dripped from her pathetic head. Barry was fix to start up again.
He took her festering back talk in his fingerbreadth and twisted watching her try to scream.
He twisted one way and watched her verbalism, her head twist, her body trying to pull away.
Then he twisted the other way. He watched her and then plunged his dick back inside her.
THUMP. The MILF lay sprawling on the floor. Barry had fucked the Hell out of her cumming
in her red and raw snatch. The boys had released her tits and the let her munition promiscuous dropping
the stupid MILF to the trading floor. She tried to act but had lost so much circulation and was I so much pain she could only grovel.
I knelt down and took the rope out of her backtalk. She had a voiceless clip talking but I could hear her beg.
That is better. See I Let you down. Pleasee let me go now. I don't know who you are. Please.
We let her crawl, like she was going somewhere. We did want her to recoup a little before
her next adventure.
She was on the story crawling. I had thought so long of her. I had dreamt of having her.
NOW SHE WAS MINE THE STUPID MILF WAS MINE
WE COULD DO WHATEVER WE WANTED.
I knelt down and pulled her head up by the pilus. Tommy held her forefront and I put her cowling back on. We were tired of the mask by now. We took off out masks since she could not see us.
NO NO please. She couldn't see a fucking thing, so I slapped the spinal column of her head. It was pretty funny
as she could not see anything coming. Tommy kicked her. Barry kicked her. It was neat
watching her reaction.
Getting her feeling back she was up on all fours trying to move away. BUT WHERE.
It was too rum. WE WERE ALL LAUGHING. Hooded, naked, fucked the desperate
MILF crawled along the flooring. I don't know how often I had watched her, dreamt of her, now
my time was near. One more of the boys to sleep together her and then…….
The boys had another magic trick up their sleeve for her. This was simple.
It was an iron rectangle bolted into the floor. They had made it fit to club for her size. He legs would be tied to the sides, a little off the floor and she would be stretched over the bar and her hands tied on the other side one-half way down. Only her toes would touch the ground.
We grabbed her as she tried to fawn. Her ankles were tie to the side bars and we pulled her over the bar bent grass over the other side of meat. We pulled her down until her invertebrate foot were on ther toes only and then tied her wrists down. Tied to the bar she was in a staring position. Legs wide, ass up in the air, pussycat spread.
SMAAAACK. Tommy hit her with his bang across the ass. We her catch shake and drag. The best part with the punk she could not tell when the adjacent snow would come.
The chunky MILF was shaking and quivering even worse that before. I knew she had to be desperate and I was loving every minute. I had the son go slow. Let her wait for the future belt blow.
Tommy laid the belt on her butt, dragging it across. Hooded, blinded, bound she waited helpless for the
future smack. We could see a nasty red marker growing where the first.
We made some sounds and her body recoiled thinking another blow was coming. We
took our time again. relish, again across the butt. We could see the flesh ripple and her brawn
quiver. The yelling was muffled under the hood.
Joan was totally panicked. It was gruelling to think. Who were these men. As bad as it was, it seemed to
get worse. There was zero she could do. Sweaty but with moth-eaten pall she awaited another blow.
She could hear them whispering, joking laughing.
Joans oral sex twisted, she could not see when the next blast was coming. He physical structure flinched, quivered
AHHHHHHHHHHHH. Another hit with the belt. Every persona of her organic structure hurt the way she was tied.
Totally exposed to all the men. pain. care, Despair.
AHHH. Her head shook. Her read/write head had been slapped. NOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Another hit with the belt.
The hands on her ass.
A cock again inside her.
Pounding against the metal rack she was tied to.
He legs ached.
Pounding.
Smack, another hit to the promontory. Pounding.
This was crazy.
They were going to kill her.
Darkness.
total pain in the neck again .