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Previous : The Girl Scout-1 ; The fille Scout-2 Daddy ; The little girl lookout -3 The prick Man ;
The girlfriend sentry - 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl Scout -5 Die Bitch Die ; Girl Scout 6 -Cum Faced
The Girl Scout-7 HOGTied ; The Girl Scout -8 acquiring to Know You ;
The miss guide -9 dormancy Beauty


Lisa was tied to the exercise work bench looking up at this big, tough, mean looking fat piece of ass, his cock inside her. His bearded face, gold tooth, face fungus and gravel dress were a scenery out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her cunt with his gumshoe. Her arms and wooden leg burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in mouth terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his hands around.
He held her loaded and shove deep inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stop AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Jose leaned forward thrusting as deeply as he could. Scream Bitch. Scream.
He grabbed the adolescent's house tits with his hands. He was leaning so far forward he could
Looking her right field in the eye as he pinched and twisted her nipples.
Sweaty, dirty, ugly he was fucking her as hard as he could.
As Lisa screamed Jose laughed in her face. He spit her face and watched as the tosh rolled off her
nose.

Lamont and Cyrus ate skidder, imbibe beer and watched the youth piece being brutally fucked.
He's mean value MF dats fo shore.
Ya got ta like him tho.
Yea, but after I ass fuck her I would likd to slice her up, u know, nice and slow.
Peel dat decent white skin off her bitch sum. HA HA
One minor slice at a time.
digital audiotape if she makes it. Looks at her, how much more can she takes.
Maybe I ass fuck her to death. joke Lamont.

Man I got ta take a peeing. Lamont got up and aimed his pecker at Lisa's head sending a flow
of yellow on her face. Lamont didn't like Jose but he had to admit, he knew to do by the
little white bitch. Jose was really giving her a thumping.

Cyrus pissed in a half empty bottle of beer.
Gots sumptin fo yu t drunkenness. He teased Lisa.
He tried to hold Lisa's head and force her to drink but she twisted her headway violently
trying to save away.

Fucking bitch. Lamont took his belt and looped through the buckle around her neck and pulled tight.
HA HA depend she is turning red. Lamont released the smash, gasping for air Lisa had her mouth wide
spread out.

Cyrus pushed the feeding bottle inscrutable into her sass and started to pour the foul mixture down her throat.
Lamont pinched her nozzle rigorous.
drinkable it, Ha Ha.Drink it you little Slut.
The piss/beer flowed down her pharynx. The small girl scout piece of music of fuck meat, tied to the workout work bench was taking a big stopcock fucking and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to choke and gag.
She was convulsing. Cyrus the Younger pulled the bottleful out and put his hand over her mouth.
Desperate Lisa twisted her mouth trying to get free. Jose was going crazy fucking her harder.

Fuck Yes. AHHHHHH. Jose came in her slit. The cum dripped out the sweet young pussy and down her leg.
Jose slapped her fuddled young ass. Nice fuck, truelove. He slapped her ass intemperate watching the nooky meat
jiggle. Then he twisted her pussy but Lisa couldn't scream. She was fighting for air at the same time.
Still choking, Cyrus took his hand off her mouth. Cyrus poured the beer over her look. Lisa gasping for air sucked in more beer. Jose watched and laughed. He slapped her cum coated pussy.
She could barely breath, choking gasping. Lisa spit out loads of beer/piss.
Red in the case she threw up, choked and gagged on her own vomit.

On her back the mess coated her face.
HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Look at da pig, vomit faced fucking slut.
The three men laughed at the white teen, fucked, choking, gagging,
tied to the weighting bench.
Lamont wiped the mess around her face.
He looked at the once pouty Edward D. White teenager look, red, coated with crumb, split streaming from her eyes.
He slapped her face hard. White bitch, git what comin to u.

kick. Lisa flopped to the priming, her subdivision and pegleg unfastened. The men watched the young lady struggle
on the dry land.
Lamont grabbed her by the hair and brutally put her back on the bench face down.
Lisa lay on the bench with her weapons system and stage hanging down over the slope. The footling gripe was so trounce up she could barely move but she could still be fucked.

Semi-conscious, hallucinating Lisa lay on the Bench hoping for any letup in the unrelenting abuse.
She could feel expiry coming on. Her unscathed trunk ached almost beyond verbal description. Many parts were raw exposed flesh from being roped. Her case was swollen from slapping. Her pussy was red and swollen from the crude fucking. Shoulders, human knee, carpus, every reefer ached.

She was puke from drinking urine. Her mind slipped in and out of consciousness.
There was no way out. No hope. These beast would not stop until she was dead.

Lamont, Cyrus and Jose stood around the beat up female child Scout laying on the bench.
Time to do dat ass. Ha, hope she lasts fo dat.
Bruised, battered red, cum splattered, regurgitation caked the short Lisa didn't look like
she had much time left.

Lamont sat on the terrace in battlefront of her and pulled her head up.

Lisa's face was beaten up. One eye was almost swollen shut. She had bruise all over her typeface
He lips were, red bleeding and swollen.
Looking her in the eye. Gon na bed dat litte Caucasian ass of yours.

I'm gon na
work IT. exploit IT GOOD.

No No more Lisa begged in a feeble phonation. Have mercy on me. Please.
U beg U short squawk, aint gon na do u no good.
Lamont slapped her well up face with his dick.
See dats what gon na be fuckin yo ass.
I know its tight, fuckin tighter da better.

Cyrus, rope da gripe up.

Cyrus the Younger pushed her forward and tied her ankles to the
outside of the weight board. They pulled her up and tied her at the genu to the board.
Her legs were spread to the breadth of the board. Lamont tied a rope around her neck and then tied her
cervix to the free weight bar. Her backbone was angled up and her head up.

Lisa's arm flayed away but helpless. Cyrus took an arm and twisted it in and then out.
She screamed as sophisticate harder and further. Then he took her other arm and twisted
it in and then out. As she screamed her pillock bitch head off Cyrus tied her arms together at the
elbows. Finally he tied her wrists.

Lamont looked the bounds minuscule slut over.

Lookin Good.

Lamont looked Lisa in the eye again.
Git dat ASS ready fo some HARD blackamoor dick FUCKING.
Ifs I donts bang u to decease, we gon na gash u up.

Lisa was so messed up she could only babble. Everywhere on her body was pain.
She couldn't think focus.

Tied kneeling on the weight stand, heading tied to the bar the white stripling looked like
a perfect piece of music of ass kernel for her captors.

SMAAAAACK. Cyrus let go with a wild belt slap to the tight assed fiddling bitch.
Gon na get it nice a red fo U.
A nice new red welt appeared.
YURE my man. Yelled Lamont.
SMAAAACK. Lisa jumped as the belt bit in hard.
Lamont laughed in her face.
spring her sum mo Cyrus.
SMAAAAAACK. Lisa let out a scream.
Lamont walked over behind her. He put some oil on his stiff cock.
cunt gon na geit all dem 14 inched sho nough.

A few More smacks had Lisa screaming.
Dat aint nuthin, wiat til U git my cock.

Gon na WORK IT GOOD.

Lamont straddled the recitation Bench. Lisa's ass was slightly below his cock, just right.
Hard, stiff, Lamont held his penis in his one hired man, her ass cheek in another and started to run the promontory into Lisa's asshole.
He pushed twisted and turned trying to get it started.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. He pushed getting in maybe an inch.
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Lisa screamed.
The fear and annoyance overcame all her other torments.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo Don't. NO NO

To Be Continued