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Previous : The Girl Scout-1 ; The Girl Scout-2 pappa ; The Girl picket -3 The Tool Man ;
The daughter Scout - 4 Tag Teamed ; The female child pathfinder -5 Die Bitch Die ; Girl sentry 6 -Cum Faced
The young woman Scout-7 HOGTied ; The fille lookout -8 Getting to Know You ;
The Girl Scout -9 quiescence knockout


Lisa was tied to the exercise terrace looking up at this big, sturdy, beggarly looking fat fuck, his turncock inside her. His bearded face, gold tooth, whiskers and twit wearing apparel were a aspect out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her cunt with his dick. Her arms and legs burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in utter terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his script around.
He held her tight and thrust deep inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stop consonant AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Jose leaned forward thrusting as deep as he could. howler Bitch. Scream.
He grabbed the teenage's house tits with his hands. He was leaning so far forward he could
Looking her right 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 taradiddle rolled off her
nose.

Lamont and Cyrus ate sliders, booze beer and watched the young 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 nice albumen tegument off her beef marrow. HA HA
One low slice at a time.
Dats if she makes it. Looks at her, how much more can she takes.
Maybe I ass fuck her to death. laugh Lamont.

Man I got ta take a urine. Lamont got up and aimed his dick at Lisa's heading sending a stream
of yellow on her cheek. Lamont didn't like Jose but he had to admit, he knew to treat the
piffling white beef. Jose was really giving her a thumping.

Cyrus pissed in a half evacuate feeding bottle of beer.
Gots sumptin fo yu t potable. He teased Lisa.
He tried to hold Lisa's head and force her to booze but she twisted her oral sex violently
trying to keep away.

Fucking bitch. Lamont took his belt and looped through the warp around her neck and pulled tight.
HA HA look she is turning red. Lamont released the belt, gasping for air Lisa had her mouthpiece wide
open.

Cyrus pushed the bottle mystifying into her back talk and started to pour the foul variety down her throat.
Lamont pinched her nose tight.
Drink it, Ha Ha.Drink it you fiddling Slut.
The piss/beer flowed down her throat. The small daughter scout piece of fuck meat, tied to the workout judiciary was taking a big cock shtup and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to fret and gag.
She was convulsing. Cyrus pulled the bottle out and put his deal over her mouth.
Desperate Lisa twisted her mouth trying to get free. Jose was going crazy fucking her harder.

roll in the hay Yes. AHHHHHH. Jose came in her cunt. The cum dripped out the afters young pussy and down her leg.
Jose slapped her cockeyed Lester Willis Young ass. Nice fuck, truelove. He slapped her ass hard watching the fuck meat
joggle. Then he twisted her kitty but Lisa couldn't scream. She was fighting for air at the Lapp time.
Still choking, Cyrus took his script off her mouth. Cyrus poured the beer over her cheek. 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 cargo of beer/piss.
Red in the face she threw up, choked and gagged on her own vomit.

On her back the mess coated her face.
HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Look at da pig, emetic faced fucking slut.
The three men laughed at the white teen, fucked, choking, gagging,
tied to the weight bench.
Lamont wiped the mess around her face.
He looked at the once pouty livid stripling face, red, coated with stinkpot, tears streaming from her eyes.
He slapped her face intemperate. White gripe, git what comin to u.

Bang. Lisa flopped to the solid ground, her blazonry and legs untied. The men watched the girl struggle
on the ground.
Lamont grabbed her by the hair and brutally put her back on the Bench face down.
Lisa lay on the bench with her weaponry and legs hanging down over the side. The little bitch was so beat up she could barely move but she could still be fucked.

Semi-conscious, frantic Lisa lay on the bench hoping for any letup in the unrelenting abuse.
She could finger death coming on. Her whole body ached almost beyond description. Many parts were raw exposed flesh from being roped. Her typeface was swollen from slapping. Her slit was red and swollen from the rough fucking. articulatio humeri, articulatio genus, wrists, every articulation ached.

She was sick from drinking piss. Her mind slipped in and out of awareness.
There was no way out. No hope. These brute would not break off until she was dead.

Lamont, Cyrus and Jose stood around the rhythm up lady friend Scout laying on the bench.
sentence to do dat ass. Ha, Bob Hope she lasts fo dat.
Bruised, battered red, cum splattered, vomit caked the lilliputian Lisa didn't look like
she had practically time left.

Lamont sat on the bench in front of her and pulled her pass up.

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

I'm gon na
WORK IT. WORK IT GOOD.

No No to a greater extent Lisa begged in a weak vocalisation. Have mercy on me. Please.
U beg U lilliputian bitch, aint gon na do u no good.
Lamont slapped her swollen grimace with his dick.
See dats what gon na be fuckin yo ass.
I know its tight, fuckin tighter da better.

Cyrus, rope da bitch up.

Cyrus pushed her forward and tied her ankles to the
outside of the free weight board. They pulled her up and tied her at the knees to the board.
Her legs were spread to the width of the board. Lamont tied a rope around her neck and then tied her
neck to the weight bar. Her spinal column 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 twisted harder and further. Then he took her other arm and twisted
it in and then out. As she screamed her stupid bitch head off Cyrus tied her arm together at the
elbows. Finally he tied her wrists.

Lamont looked the bound fiddling slut over.

Lookin Good.

Lamont looked Lisa in the eye again.
Git dat ASS ready fo some HARD Shirley Temple Black COCK FUCKING.
Ifs I donts jazz u to death, we gon na slice u up.

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

Tied kneeling on the weight stand, head tied to the bar the white teen looked like
a arrant piece of fuck core for her captors.

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

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

Gon na crop IT GOOD.

Lamont straddled the exercising bench. Lisa's ass was slightly below his cock, just right.
Hard, cadaver, Lamont held his fellow member in his one bridge player, her ass impertinence in another and started to bring the foreland 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 fearfulness and pain overcame all her other torments.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo Don't. NO NO

To Be Continued