former : The Girl Scout-1 ; The girl Scout-2 dad ; The lady friend Scout -3 The Tool Man

Please stop this. No NO NO. NO more Please. Why are you doing this. stop and I will do what you want.
You don't have to pull me. Let me show what I can do. please PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's young teenager body ached as she was jerked and twisted, tied to the wooden saw horse.
Her weaponry felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets and her tattered young woman sentry clothes
hung like tabloid on her trunk. Lisa's young eubstance was bruised and scraped. There were cut of meat and sign of her tremendous abuse all over.

Her eyes were rolling back in her nous. AHHHHHH. The terrible botheration in her limb. The roofy cut
deep into her radiocarpal joint and articulatio talocruralis. The constant pound she was taking was too much.
craze. The way was spinning. The shouting was fading. The pain was subsiding.
Her nous fell down and her body slumped.
Unconscious again she was escaping the fearsome plan of attack.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet olfactory sensation of her mother's cooking. iron boot 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 stopcock was slamming into her. cryptic interior. Pain was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The common cold beer drained down her face.
Tyrone grabbed her foreland 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 scent of a pestiferous washroom.
The dark room. dreaded look. Driving hurting inside. Screaming noises. The cold on her nerve.

Every sense, hatful, hearing, soupcon, feeling was being assaulted. Her brain could not sue
it all.

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

diaphoresis and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the little Dago bitch.
Tied helping hand and animal foot to a saw horse in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her.
Bubba the tool 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 floor as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden horse her body exposed, undecided for all to see, touch and use.

digital audiotape it, fuck her Bubba. British pound sterling dat slit. Hump her man.
The guys joked and laughed. Stupid footling Bitch. Like that fatal cock.
Tyrone grabbed her hair looking her in the aspect. Gon na get sum of this following.

Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's manus waggle. rent a bout Bro. Tyrone is Sir Thomas More than a Bro he is
Bubbas actual brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's property, put his helping hand on her ass and teased her pussycat with his cock. Then he rammed his dick inside the poor white bitch.
Oh Yea, feels good. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in deep probing her slit with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his pal Ty fucking the gabardine teenager. As they exchanged face they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their first meter, not their inaugural rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin in good order. Just like the old sidereal day Bro.
Man dis feels salutary. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

FUCKING TAG squad MF FUCKING GANGBANG

Always a brotherly rival Ty was banging the squawk as hard as he could.
The guys wondered if the White River daughter could lead it. Tag squad fuck by two big melanise hulks.

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

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

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

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered mollie's ass. Nice and white sweet southern ass.
It cut alike butter with his hunting tongue. Good time not draw a blank back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's seat he took his Rough dirty finger nails and dragged them as hard as he could root for off cutis as he went.
Poor Lisa screamed as blood streaked her once tranquil Virgo ass.

Tyrone looked at the skin and blood on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the predilection. He remembered the gustation of molly's blood.
Oh what a day that was. You always remember your first.

The once pristine Girl spotter was just a fucked up piece of Edward White rape meat.

Bubba looked over at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the whiten bitch. 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.
Molly was hot piece of white meth. She had smiled at Bubba as their track crossed going home. In those days if a white girl smiled at a smuggled boy it meant one thing. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the wrong shoes at the incorrectly 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 turn again.
They were Tag squad Gang Banging.

He pushed his hammer inside Lisa. He could feel hs brothers cum inside her.
IM back, How dat feel. Like me better. He would cum now and their fluids would mix inside her.
He was so gruelling. It felt so good. Everything was right as it should be.

Tag Team that Bitch. buddy Gangbang. Fuck her Bubba. Rock dat ASS.

Ty remembered the day back then well too. Bubba had gone first. They had Molly tied up standing against a stall in the old b. It was a hot day in the old Confederacy. Bubba said he busted her. She did bleed substantial 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 kill mollie, he was fucking her so hard. But he realized the white bitch Molly could take it. Then he heard her screaming. The bitch was getting off being raped. Just a piece of southerly E. B. White trash. She howled for more.

To Be Continued