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All fucking smiles for the boys.
Barry was next. The cunt was shivering, quivering. She realized she was not only
being raped, she was going to be gangraped. Fucked one at a prison term. Slowly. Hard.
Brutally.
The snatch hung panoptic heart-to-heart ready for the next cock. Barry had a gruesome mask.
A Vampire mask. The typeface of expiry. He had a little surprise. A tittie surprise.
He grabbed her left breast and tied a thin roach around it, pulling it tight.
It bulged out and he slapped it hard. One way and then the former. The
Bitch was screaming.
I thought, here is the bad news MILF, it is just starting !
He roped the other beef tit, tieing it stringent. He tied them together with a rophy
Pulling them come together together and the pulled the forget me drug over the Saami smash bar
holding her pegleg and limb. He pulled the forget me drug 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 he was inside her. The second hammer for the whore.
Swinging back and Forth River with his pelvis she was taking her second fucking, her sec rape.
As he fucked her he reached forward and pulled on the rope hanging her tit, stretching them even more.
I got to say, I never been so gallant of my boy.
The Do-gooder MILF MEAT was taking the piece of ass of her life and the night was early, very early.
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
BASTARD'S RAPISTS by-blow'S STOP THIS
Barry stopped leaving her hang.
LET ME DOWN. LET ME DOWN NOW.
He let her fall there as she yelled to be let down.
She hung there helpless, screaming, while the medicine blared and the lights shined into her face.
We all got a dear laugh, listening to her rants, twisting and turning.
She was OURS, absolutely nothing she could do.
Tommy moved close to her position aimed his cock at her face and took a piss. The Milf turned her point away as his stream hit her in the nerve. I enjoyed her sceaming but listen enough.
I took a rope and tied it around her capitulum through her mouth and pulled it tight.
The rophy bit into the bitch's mouth and cut off her loud yelling.
Now we could barely hear her softened rallying cry over the loud music.
The piss dripped from her pathetic fountainhead. Barry was ready to pop up again.
He took her puss lips in his finger and twisted watching her try to scream.
He twisted one way and watched her reflexion, her fountainhead twisting, her body trying to pull away.
Then he twisted the former way. He watched her and then plunged his putz back inside her.
THUMP. The MILF lay sprawling on the floor. Barry had fucked the hell out of her cumming
in her red and sore kitty-cat. The boys had released her bosom and the let her arms loose dropping
the stupid MILF to the level. She tried to affect but had lost so a great deal circulation and was I so much pain she could only crawl.
I knelt down and took the rope out of her mouth. She had a operose time 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 creep, like she was going somewhere. We did require her to regain a petty before
her next adventure.
She was on the floor 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 fountainhead up by the hair. Tommy held her head and I put her hood back on. We were tired of the masque by now. We took off out masque since she could not see us.
NO NO please. She couldn't see a fucking thing, so I slapped the book binding of her read/write head. It was pretty funny
as she could not see anything coming. Tommy kicked her. Barry kicked her. It was neat
watching her reaction.
acquiring her feeling back she was up on all fours trying to go away. BUT WHERE.
It was too funny. WE WERE ALL LAUGHING. Hooded, naked, fucked the do-or-die
MILF crawled along the floor. I don't make out how often I had watched her, dreamt of her, now
my time was near. One to a greater extent of the boys to fuck her and then…….
The male child had another trick up their sleeve for her. This was simple.
It was an iron rectangle bolted into the floor. They had made it fit to order for her size. He legs would be tied to the position, a little off the level and she would be stretched over the bar and her hands tied on the early English one-half way down. Only her toes would touch the ground.
We grabbed her as she tried to crawl. Her ankles were tie to the face taproom and we pulled her over the bar bent over the other side of meat. We pulled her down until her base were on ther toes only and then tied her wrists down. Tied to the bar she was in a staring position. Legs across-the-board, ass up in the air, pussy spread.
SMAAAACK. Tommy hit her with his belt across the ass. We her watched shake and pull. The advantageously contribution with the lens hood she could not order when the next 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. I had the son go slow. Let her wait for the next belt ammunition blow.
Tommy laid the belt on her butt, dragging it across. Hooded, blinded, bound she waited helpless for the
next smack. We could see a filthy red marking growing where the first.
We made some sound and her eubstance recoiled thinking another blow was coming. We
took our fourth dimension again. Smack, again across the seat. We could see the flesh ripple and her muscles
chill. The yelling was muffled under the hood.
Joan was totally panicked. It was hard to remember. Who were these men. As bad as it was, it seemed to
get worse. There was zippo she could do. Sweaty but with cold chills she awaited another blow.
She could try them whispering, joking laughing.
Joans fountainhead twisted, she could not see when the next setback was coming. He trunk flinched, quivered
AHHHHHHHHHHHH. Another hit with the belt. Every role of her dead body hurt the way she was tied.
Totally exposed to all the men. annoyance. concern, Despair.
AHHH. Her head shook. Her foreland had been slapped. NOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Another hit with the whang.
The deal on her ass.
A rooster again inside her.
Pounding against the metal wrack she was tied to.
He legs ached.
Pounding.
tang, another hit to the chief. Pounding.
This was crazy.
They were going to kill her.
Darkness.
Total pain sensation again .