The Fille Sentry - 4 Tagteamed


Extreme, Humiliation, Interracial, Teen, Young
former : The missy Scout-1 ; The girl Scout-2 Daddy ; The fille picket -3 The shaft Man

Please stop this. No NO NO. NO Thomas More Please. Why are you doing this. check and I will do what you want.
You don't have to force me. Let me demo what I can do. please PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's young stripling physical structure ached as she was jerked and twisted, tied to the wooden saw horse.
Her subdivision felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets and her tattered daughter spotter clothes
hung like rags on her body. Lisa's Thomas Young eubstance was bruised and scraped. There were cuts and sign of her dreaded abuse all over.

Her optic were rolling back in her pass. AHHHHHH. The frightening pain in her arms. The circle cut
deep into her articulatio radiocarpea and ankles. The constant pound she was taking was too much.
Delirium. The room was spinning. The shouting was fading. The pain in the ass was subsiding.
Her straits fell down and her body slumped.
Unconscious again she was escaping the awful attempt.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet flavor of her mother's cooking. Boots crunching in the wintertime snow.
dude looking out the window at the squirrels.

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

The beer mixed with the cum and urine giving off that putrid smell of a dirty washroom.
The saturnine elbow room. Terrible smells. Driving annoyance inside. Screaming noises. The cold on her expression.

Every mother wit, sight, hearing, touch, feeling was being assaulted. Her mind could not march
it all.

Here, have a drink. HA HA. Tyrone pushed a feeding bottle of beer in her mouth.
Unable to live with Lisa gagged and spit out the beer.
What ghetto beer not good enough for our minuscule white girl.
He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. Henry Sweet backtalk. Sweet little pouty mouth.

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

The saw horse was moving around on the story as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden horse her soundbox exposed, clear for all to see, affect and use.

Dats it, fuck her Bubba. Pound dat pussy. Hump her man.
The bozo joked and laughed. Stupid piddling Bitch. Like that disgraceful cock.
Tyrone grabbed her haircloth looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this next.

Tyrone gave Bubba a pal's manus wag. Take a act Bro. Tyrone is Thomas More than a Bro he is
Bubbas actual brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's place, put his script on her ass and teased her puss with his shaft. Then he rammed his pecker inside the wretched white bitch.
Oh Yea, feels good. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in deep probing her snatch with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his brother Ty fucking the gabardine stripling. As they exchanged looks they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their first time, not their number 1 rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin right. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis flavour good. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

ass TAG team MF nookie GANGBANG

Always a brotherly challenger Ty was banging the Bitch as hard as he could.
The bozo wondered if the White miss could deal it. Tag squad fuck by two big black hulks.

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

I can't stand it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her hair 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.
fucking my Bro bitch.
I'll be back inside u for u know it.
Useless trash, only respectable fo sum honest dim prick fucking.

Tyrone held on to the whitened ass. He remembered Molly's ass. Nice and white sweet southerly ass.
It cut like butter with his hunting tongue. commodity times not forgotten 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 extract off skin as he went.
Poor Lisa screamed as blood streaked her once smooth Virgo the Virgin ass.

Tyrone looked at the hide and stemma on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the penchant. He remembered the taste of molly's roue.
Oh what a day that was. You always remember your initiatory.

The once pristine young lady watch was just a fucked up piece of white rape meat.

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

They were just teens back then.
mollie was hot piece of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths crossed going home. In those days if a white girl smiled at a Black boy it meant one thing. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the wrong place at the incorrect time.

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 reverse again.
They were Tag team Gang Banging.

He pushed his turncock inside Lisa. He could finger hs Brother cum inside her.
IM back, How dat find. Like me better. He would cum now and their fluids would mix inside her.
He was so heavy. It felt so good. Everything was right as it should be.

Tag Team that Bitch. Brother Gangbang. nooky her Bubba. careen dat ASS.

Ty remembered the day back then well too. Bubba had gone first. They had Molly tied up standing against a stalling in the old barn. It was a hot day in the old Dixie. Bubba said he busted her. She did phlebotomise real good. Ty remembered how Bubba was sweating in the hot southern air. He just kept screwin her. Ty thought it was unknown. 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 knockout. But he realized the whiteness bitch molly could convey it. Then he heard her screaming. The bitch was getting off being raped. Just a piece of southern white chicken feed. She howled for more.

To Be Continued
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