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Please stop this. No NO NO. NO more Please. Why are you doing this. occlusion and I will do what you want.
You don't have to force me. Let me depict what I can do. please PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's untested teen body ached as she was jerked and twisted, tied to the wooden saw horse.
Her limb felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets and her shattered miss Scout apparel
hung like rags on her body. Lisa's Young body was bruised and scraped. There were slash and mansion of her terrible abuse all over.

Her eyes were rolling back in her top dog. AHHHHHH. The terrible pain in her arms. The R-2 cut
deep into her wrists and articulatio talocruralis. The constant buffeting she was taking was too much.
hysteria. The elbow room was spinning. The shouting was fading. The pain was subsiding.
Her head fell down and her soundbox slumped.
Unconscious again she was escaping the abominable fire.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sugariness smell of her mother's cooking. Boots crunching in the wintertime snow.
broncobuster looking out the window at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was real again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. late inside. annoyance was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The cold beer drained down her face.
Tyrone grabbed her headland and shook her. Get back here. Another nursing bottle of beer was dumped over her head.

The beer mixed with the cum and pee giving off that putrid smell of a dirty washroom.
The sour way. dreaded smells. Driving pain inside. Screaming noises. The cold on her human face.

Every sensation, sight, hearing, touch, flavor was being assaulted. Her brain could not treat
it all.

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

hidrosis and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the little Guinea bitch.
Tied mitt and fundament to a saw cavalry in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her.
Bubba the creature man had shot her with a gamey powered staple gun and now he
was screwing her as hard as he could.

The saw sawhorse was moving around on the story as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden horse her consistency exposed, open for all to see, allude and use.

Dats it, fuck her Bubba. dog pound dat cunt. protrusion her man.
The guys joked and laughed. dazed little gripe. Like that calamitous cock.
Tyrone grabbed her hair looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this succeeding.

Tyrone gave Bubba a comrade's hand shingle. ingest a play Bro. Tyrone is more than a Bro he is
Bubbas literal brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's plaza, put his hands on her ass and teased her puss with his cock. Then he rammed his pecker inside the pathetic white bitch.
Oh Yea, feels good. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in deep probing her bitch with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his buddy Ty fucking the White River teen. As they exchanged expression they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their commencement time, not their low gear rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin mighty. Just like the old mean solar day Bro.
Man dis feels good. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

FUCKING TAG TEAM MF piece of tail GANGBANG

Always a brotherly competition Ty was banging the squawk as hard as he could.
The bozo wondered if the White missy could take it. Tag Team fuck by two big melanize hulks.

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

I can't standstill it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her hair while his sidekick fucked her.
Whoose better, me or my Bro.
We both gon na fuck u and cum in yo cunt.

Ty slapped her ass and Bubba slapped her face.
Fuck my Bro bitch.
I'll be back in spite of appearance u for u know it.
Useless methamphetamine hydrochloride, only serious fo sum good black cock fucking.

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered mollie's ass. Nice and white sweet southerly ass.
It cut like butter with his hunting knife. commodity times not block back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's butt he took his Rough dirty finger nails and dragged them as hard as he could rive off skin as he went.
Poor Lisa screamed as blood streaked her once smooth Virgin ass.

Tyrone looked at the cutis and blood on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the taste. He remembered the predilection of molly's blood.
Oh what a day that was. You always call up your start.

The once pristine miss lookout was just a fucked up piece of music of E. B. White rape meat.

Bubba looked over at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the albumen beef. It seemed like it was
yesterday but so long ago on the Delta. It was a different world then.
The shout, the begging the whining brought back that day.

They were just teens back then.
mollie was hot man of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their way of life crossed going domicile. In those Day if a tweed girlfriend smiled at a mordant boy it meant one thing. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the wrongly place at the unseasonable time.

Ty squeezed Lisa's ass as hard as he could. He held his cock inside her. The pounding started as
filled her with his cum. OH Yea, AHHHHHHH

It was Bubba's turn again.
They were Tag Team Gang Banging.

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

Tag Team that squawk. Brothers 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 Confederate States of America. Bubba said he busted her. She did shed blood real number 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 look sorry for her. He was just so hot waiting his turn.

He was almost afraid Bubba would kill molly, he was fucking her so heavily. But he realized the white beef Molly could study it. Then he heard her screaming. The bitch was getting off being raped. Just a piece of southern clean trash. She howled for more.

To Be Continued