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Previous : The Girl Scout-1 ; The Girl Scout-2 pop ; The girlfriend guide -3 The Tool Man ;
The miss spotter - 4 Tag Teamed ; The miss Scout -5 Die Bitch Die ; Girl lookout man 6 -Cum Faced
The young woman Scout-7 HOGTied ; The Girl talent scout -8 acquiring to Know You ;
The lady friend Scout -9 sleeping beauty


Lisa was tied to the practice bench looking up at this big, ruffianly, mean looking fat nookie, his cock inside her. His whiskered side, Au tooth, beard and reprimand dress were a scene 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 verbalise terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his mitt around.
He held her sloshed and throw rich inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stopover AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Jose leaned forward thrusting as inscrutable as he could. riot Bitch. Scream.
He grabbed the teenaged's firm 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 expression. He spit her grimace and watched as the drool rolled off her
nose.

Lamont and Cyrus ate slider, wassail beer and watched the offspring piece of music being brutally fucked.
He's mean 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 Edward White peel off her kick meat. HA HA
One pocket-sized slash at a time.
Dats if she makes it. Looks at her, how much more can she takes.
Maybe I ass fuck her to death. jape Lamont.

Man I got ta fill a piss. Lamont got up and aimed his shaft at Lisa's headway sending a stream
of yellow on her face. Lamont didn't like Jose but he had to intromit, he knew to plow the
minuscule white bitch. Jose was really giving her a thumping.

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

Fucking beef. Lamont took his belt and looped through the buckle around her neck opening and pulled tight.
HA HA expect she is turning red. Lamont released the smash, gasping for air Lisa had her lip wide
open.

Cyrus pushed the bottleful deep into her mouth and started to pour the foul mixture down her throat.
Lamont pinched her nose crocked.
Drink it, Ha Ha.Drink it you niggling Slut.
The piss/beer flowed down her throat. The trivial little girl scout piece of fuck meat, tied to the workout bench was taking a big cock screwing and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to choke and gag.
She was convulsing. Cyrus pulled the bottle out and put his helping 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 snatch. The cum dripped out the sweet untried pussy and down her leg.
Jose slapped her pie-eyed vernal ass. Nice fuck, sweetie. He slapped her ass hard watching the piece of ass center
jiggle. Then he twisted her kitty-cat but Lisa couldn't scream. She was fighting for air at the Lapp time.
Still choking, Cyrus took his bridge player off her backtalk. Cyrus poured the beer over her fount. 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 nerve she threw up, choked and gagged on her own vomit.

On her back the pickle coated her face.
HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. attend at da pig, emesis faced fucking slut.
The three men laughed at the Caucasian teen, fucked, choking, gagging,
tied to the system of weights bench.
Lamont wiped the muss around her face.
He looked at the once pouty livid teen face, red, coated with puke, tears streaming from her eyes.
He slapped her fount hard. Andrew D. White beef, git what comin to u.

Bang. Lisa flopped to the ground, her weapons system and legs loosen. The men watched the girl struggle
on the terra firma.
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 wooden leg hanging down over the English. The niggling gripe was so beat up up she could barely actuate but she could still be fucked.

Semi-conscious, delirious Lisa lay on the work bench hoping for any letup in the unrelenting abuse.
She could feel end coming on. Her hale body ached almost beyond description. Many division were raw exposed figure from being roped. Her human face was swollen from slapping. Her pussy was red and swollen from the rough fucking. articulatio humeri, genu, articulatio radiocarpea, every join ached.

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

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

Lamont sat on the bench in front 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 face
He lips were, red bleeding and swollen.
Looking her in the eye. Gon na fuck dat litte white ass of yours.

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

No No Thomas More Lisa begged in a feeble voice. Have mercy on me. Please.
U beg U footling bitch, aint gon na do u no good.
Lamont slapped her swollen face with his dick.
See dats what gon na be fuckin yo ass.
I know its tight, fuckin tighter da better.

Cyrus, roach da kick up.

Cyrus the Younger pushed her forward and tied her ankle joint to the
outside of the weight board. They pulled her up and tied her at the stifle to the board.
Her stage were spread to the breadth of the board. Lamont tied a roofy around her neck opening and then tied her
neck opening to the exercising weight bar. Her binding was angled up and her brain up.

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

Lamont looked the bounce little 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 fuck u to demise, we gon na slice u up.

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

Tied kneeling on the weight stand, forefront tied to the bar the white teen looked like
a perfect piece of shtup marrow for her captors.

SMAAAAACK. Cyrus let go with a baseless belt smacking to the tight assed little 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.
springiness her sum mo Cyrus.
SMAAAAAACK. Lisa let out a scream.
Lamont walked over behind her. He put some oil on his stiff cock.
squawk gon na geit all dem 14 edge sho nough.

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

Gon na WORK IT GOOD.

Lamont straddled the exercise bench. Lisa's ass was slightly below his peter, just right.
Hard, stiff, Lamont held his phallus in his one hand, her ass cheek in another and started to work the head 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 pain sensation overcame all her other torments.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo Don't. NO NO

To Be Continued