The Do-Gooder Milf - 4 Bastard 'S


Bdsm, Extreme, Hardcore, Humiliation
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The Do-gooder MILF
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All fucking smiles for the boys.

Barry was next. The beef was shivering, quivering. She realized she was not only
being raped, she was going to be gangraped. Fucked one at a meter. Slowly. Hard.
Brutally.

The cunt hung wide open ready for the future tool. Barry had a ghastly mask.
A vampire masque. The grimace of death. He had a footling surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left chest and tied a thin rope around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it voiceless. One way and then the early. The
Bitch was screaming.

I thought, here is the bad news MILF, it is just starting !

He roped the former bitch tit, tieing it tight. He tied them together with a rope
Pulling them close together and the pulled the rope over the Same viewgraph bar
holding her legs and arms. He pulled the circle stretching the tits up in front of her face.

Without warning he smacked her pussy with his hand.
It was overwhelming, the MILF was howling.
In a second gear he was inside her. The second cock for the whore.

Swinging back and forth with his pelvis she was taking her second gear screwing, her arcsecond rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the R-2 hanging her boob, stretching them even more.

I got to say, I never been so proud of my son.
The do-gooder MILF MEAT was taking the fucking of her life and the Night was early on, very early.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

BASTARD'S RAPISTS BASTARD'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 Light shined into her face.
We all got a honorable laugh, listening to her ranting, twisting and turning.

She was OURS, absolutely nothing she could do.

Tommy moved close to her slope aimed his turncock at her face and took a piss. The Milf turned her head away as his stream hit her in the font. I enjoyed her sceaming but get wind enough.
I took a rope and tied it around her heading through her sass and pulled it tight.

The rope bit into the Bitch's mouth and cut off her garish yelling.
Now we could barely try her muffled cries over the loud music.

The piss dripped from her pathetic principal. Barry was prepare to start up again.
He took her twat back talk in his digit and twisted watching her try to scream.
He twisted one way and watched her formulation, her head twisting, her soundbox trying to pull away.
Then he twisted the former way. He watched her and then plunged his cock back inside her.

clunk. The MILF lay sprawling on the base. Barry had fucked the hell out of her cumming
in her red and sore pussy. The boy had released her mamilla and the let her arms loose dropping
the stupid MILF to the floor. She tried to propel but had lost so much circulation and was I so much hurting she could only creep.

I knelt down and took the rope out of her mouth. She had a grueling time talking but I could pick up 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 regain a niggling before
her next adventure.

She was on the base creeping. I had thought so long of her. I had dreamt of having her.
NOW SHE WAS MINE THE dullard MILF WAS MINE
WE COULD DO WHATEVER WE WANTED.
I knelt down and pulled her point up by the hair. Tommy held her head and I put her hood back on. We were tired of the masks by now. We took off out masquerade since she could not see us.
NO NO please. She couldn't see a fucking matter, so I slapped the spine of her head. It was pretty funny
as she could not see anything coming. Tommy kicked her. Barry kicked her. It was slap-up
watching her reaction.

acquiring her feeling back she was up on all four-spot trying to move away. BUT WHERE.
It was too good story. WE WERE ALL LAUGHING. Hooded, naked, fucked the desperate
MILF crawled along the storey. I don't get laid how often I had watched her, dreamt of her, now
my fourth dimension was near. One more of the boys to fuck her and then…….

The son had another trick up their sleeve for her. This was simple.
It was an iron rectangle bolted into the storey. They had made it fit to purchase order for her size. He legs would be tied to the side of meat, a little off the flooring and she would be stretched over the bar and her hands tied on the early side of meat half way down. Only her toes would pertain the ground.

We grabbed her as she tried to crawl. Her ankles were tie to the side barroom and we pulled her over the bar bent over the early English. We pulled her down until her feet were on ther toes only and then tied her wrists down. Tied to the bar she was in a perfect position. ramification wide, ass up in the air, pussy spread.

SMAAAACK. Tommy hit her with his belt across the ass. We her watch milkshake and puff. The advantageously component with the lens hood she could not tell apart when the succeeding blow 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 of arc. I had the boys go wearisome. Let her wait for the adjacent bash blow.
Tommy laid the belt on her tail end, dragging it across. Hooded, blinded, bound she waited helpless for the
next smack. We could see a nasty red mark growing where the first.

We made some sounds and her body recoiled thinking another black eye was coming. We
took our time again. Smack, again across the behind. We could see the shape ripple and her brawn
quivering. The yelling was muffled under the hood.

Joan was totally panicked. It was hard to imagine. Who were these men. As bad as it was, it seemed to
get high-risk. There was naught she could do. Sweaty but with dusty shudder she awaited another blow.
She could hear them whispering, joking laughing.

Joans head word twisted, she could not see when the next blow was coming. He organic structure flinched, quivered
AHHHHHHHHHHHH. Another hit with the belt. Every section of her body hurt the way she was tied.
Totally exposed to all the men. Pain. fearfulness, Despair.

AHHH. Her question shook. Her head had been slapped. NOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Another hit with the smash.
The hands on her ass.
A putz again inside her.
pound against the metal rack she was tied to.
He legs ached.
Pounding.
thunder, another hit to the head. Pounding.
This was weirdo.
They were going to kill her.
Darkness.
totality PAIN again .
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