Sandra

Sandra was tired and sore all over, there were no More bout to be cried, her voice had gone from all the screaming, her pharynx saturated with semen. Her pussy stretched, leaking voluminous sum of manful spermatozoan, disgraceful sperm and bleeding from all the little rips in and around her labia. Her nipples were severe, gallop and tender. Her radiocarpal joint bruised and marked where she had been tied to a bed as were her ankle joint. There were love bites all over her slender graceful neck snaking like a timber trail down her chest and all over her with child tit which were a great deal larger now swollen from the routine of prison term her body went orgasmic against her will and the ferocity of the nooky she had just suffered was likened to an kill by a pride of Leo the Lion. Never before this night had she felt anyone with the sizes of meat that were being used in her. At 5foot 4inches and weighing in at a voluptuous 8 stone this petite woman of English people Italian inheritance had just experienced one of her biggest fantasies come to aliveness but not in the way she would have wanted, but never the lupus erythematosus, it happened without sentiment and it continued unmercifully. She had been physically pounded, abused and subjected to the most energetic fucking any cleaning lady could own dreamt of or ever experienced for half the evening now. These brutes were sexual jock horned to perfection in proficiency, stamina and will. The sex was intense this was beyond violation, beyond vengeance, beyond sadomasochism and beyond her feeling.
She lay unable to escape convulsing, trembling and reliving every consequence in high school detailed physical definition time after metre. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her trunk arched off the bed and she moaned between the taste of cum and dick that invaded her mouth at least 10 time maybe more as she had lost count at the second explosive sexual climax that racked her diminished frame. The first-class honours degree started burning uncannily in her toes and spread like a sonic microphone boom traversing up, down and all around her ravished dead body only stopping each time momentarily in her hurt stretched cunt which was filled with the foremost magnanimous contraband dick that night. Maybe it was because all her toes where being nibbled and sucked and her thighs massaged by two of her attackers whilst Jason committed the number 1 act. The initiative time he rammed his ingurgitate thick dick in her dry pussy to the hilt all she could do was exhale a blood curling scream at a vocal horizontal surface that even the loud noisy city traffic outside the window of the low income flat block could not deafen out but it went unrequited or cared about as this was pattern in this neighborhood which bragged of tart, drug dealers, procurer, gun engagement and every malefactor element possible besides a multitude of booze computer memory on every corner.
All she could suppose was how it hurt and his dick, it was the size of a tall beer can with a cricket orb stuck on top and he was driving it all the way with enough force out to reveal the attenuate bed making his large base globe sized nut sack slap her modest mingy bottom aggressively gruelling and relentlessly, with no clemency. Jason was one of four 6'4 ”, big beefy Shirley Temple men she had been trying to save as such, he and his crowd had played along the entire sentence but waited the perfect moment and chance to impinge on like a pack of Friedrich August Wolf and they wanted flannel, tight, clean pussy and she was it…. as a subject of fact the integral gang wanted whiten arse and she had unfortunately thought her missionary science were enough to convert even a nonesuch. Her mission leader had warned her of lordliness and misjudgement especially being in this locality coming in from a striking posting in European Economic Community. It had only taken the crowd 5 weeks to lure Sandra into a false air of confidence that she was making headway with them but in actuality all they had done was put their criminal action on postponement to pore on luring her to the right spot in the perfect circumstances and now she was paying dearly.
Jason told Michael, Dan and Rico how safe this Brits pussy was and how soft this cleaning lady's hide felt, how fine her perfume must be, how well her tight little pussycat suck and squeezed hungrily on his tool. The mob called themselves the 4 and 14 as all their tool were 14 inch or so and tonight Sandra would live over her worldly travels tied to a bed in a dingy apartment somewhere in the ticker of a poverty laid low neighbourhood in one of United States of America's major cities and with the opening of a representative of each of the countries where she had been a missional the States, Europe, England and New Zealand was now representing the very factor she was trying to help convert as they filled her time and time again promising to let her go if she was a good little angel.
At first she had walked with them former to what she thought would be a get together of interested people wanting to take heed her message. They all talked, joked and the atmospheric state was jolly with no wind of the cataclysmic event about to take place. On this hot afternoon she was wearing a loose floral sun dress and low blackguard sporting a straw sun hat and matching bag with just a ivory necklace and simulated pearl picket. How odd she must have looked to anyone that was a passer-by walking down the nasty streets with these four large black men attired in gang clothes and colours having unhorse conversation, grinning and laughing. When they began to walk past the entering to the block of apartment where the deed would eventually happen Racketeer Influenced and Corrupt Organizations Act asked her if she minded if they stopped in and collected his former acquaintance who he laughingly said needed some religious belief in his life. Sandra was snake pit bent on proving her missionary station wrong she had thought that the more she could reach out too the considerably it would take care good on her annual review putting another feather in her hat of successes.
She never saw the provide hook coming that left her sprawled in a bus on the lobby base. She was then picked up and hustled up the step to a flat on the 5th trading floor and unceremoniously stripped of all her clothes whilst her vauntingly pert breast were squeezed, kneaded and sucked on with the nipples being pulled and nibbled. Her soaked niggling near plane cunt was violently two-fingered to ensure the wetness that was involuntarily building would lube it enough to be fucked hard from the beginning. At the same time she was being stretched out across the bed and tied tightly to its four post. A summons that had been repeated clock time after fourth dimension on many unsuspicious new inexperienced Black and Asian whores who dared to venture within the grasp of these animals naively thinking they would be paid for their services.
The flooring boards squeaked and the bed itself rattled and groaned from all the abuse it had suffered during the ravishing of the all the Pres Young women that had been foolish in their beliefs.
Each one ravished Sandra within column inch of her life, their prick ramming their content plate clip and time again as each one fucked her almost standardised to the utmost, their dicks being extracted all the way to the very tip at and then forcibly rammed with spite back into her now blood soaked soft pink pleasure hole. Her back talk had suffered far less but only because of the tooth in her foreland but never the less she was made to gag and lost conscience due to the lack of air, nuisance, orgasms and weight unit of her attackers dead body during nearly all she suffered through. Small cluster of her pretty auburn hair lay scattered on the pillow near her head word where they had been torn out whilst being fucked or mouth have a go at it. Her constitution ruined and mascara running down the side of her side from the flood of rent. She had hoped some day to make love with a big black man and for him to be somewhat rough with her but she had never dreamed of being forcibly taken by four big contraband men at the Sami clock time and with such prehistoric vehemence.
Time had passed on and it was night now, the attack had waned off and she thought that she might be released. The men had left her tied up and went out but on their return she heard more voices than the four she recognised. Her mouth went extremely dry with veneration as the bedroom room access opened and four new men came forward wind by Rico."These men are in need of saving and I told them you were the right soul to check salvation so make sure they get their monies worth"laughed Rico as he closed the door and left. As he exited the construction and fired up a joint he could try loud screaming in the background amongst all the former racket in the air that hot July night. He looked up toward the flat windows and could just attain out a female figure bent over with a manful human body behind her as the pair did some kind of spinal column and Forth River rite dance and the fantasm of another male figure approaching the female from the front with some kind of great long pole protruding from his waist which just as the screaming stopped it looked as if he thrust with his hips toward her head…. What did he handle, he caught up with the remainder of the gang and off they went with their 400.00 dollar to buy beer, marijuana and Viagra praying to line up more volition missionaries to save the greater biotic community .