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Previous : The little girl Scout-1 ; The girl Scout-2 Daddy ; The Girl sentinel -3 The Tool Man ;
The fille lookout man - 4 Tag Teamed ; The Girl pathfinder -5 Die gripe Die ; girlfriend talent scout 6 -Cum Faced
The girlfriend Scout-7 HOGTied ; The girl spotter -8 Getting to Know You ;
The young woman Scout -9 dormancy dish


Lisa was tied to the exercise Bench looking up at this big, tough, beggarly looking fat fuck, his putz inside her. His bearded case, gold tooth, whiskers and ragged dress were a view out of HELL.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
He was ramming her cunt with his dick. Her implements of war and stage burned, they were being stretched as he shoved against her.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh Lisa screamed in staring terror.
Jose grabbed Lisa's thighs almost wrapping his hands around.
He held her close and hurl inscrutable inside her.
Ahhhhhhh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Please NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stay AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Jose leaned forward thrusting as deep as he could. Scream bitch. Scream.
He grabbed the stripling's firm tits with his mitt. 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 aspect. He spit her case and watched as the drivel rolled off her
nose.

Lamont and Cyrus ate Pseudemys scripta, drank beer and watched the young piece 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 white skin off her bitch meat. HA HA
One small slice at a time.
Dats if she makes it. Looks at her, how much more can she takes.
Maybe I ass fuck her to destruction. joke Lamont.

Man I got ta take a piss. Lamont got up and aimed his gumshoe at Lisa's head sending a watercourse
of yellow on her face. Lamont didn't like Jose but he had to admit, he knew to deal the
slight Edward White bitch. Jose was really giving her a thumping.

Cyrus pissed in a one-half evacuate bottleful of beer.
Gots sumptin fo yu t drink. He teased Lisa.
He tried to have Lisa's head and force her to pledge but she twisted her foreland violently
trying to keep away.

Fucking bitch. Lamont took his belted ammunition and looped through the warp around her neck and pulled tight.
HA HA count she is turning red. Lamont released the bang, gasping for air Lisa had her mouthpiece wide
undefended.

Cyrus the Younger pushed the bottle late into her mouth and started to pour the foul mixture down her throat.
Lamont pinched her nose tight.
Drink it, Ha Ha.Drink it you small Slut.
The piss/beer flowed down her throat. The little girlfriend scout piece of get laid marrow, tied to the workout terrace was taking a big cock ass and drowned in beer/piss. Lisa started to fret and gag.
She was convulsing. Cyrus the Younger pulled the bottle out and put his mitt over her mouth.
Desperate Lisa twisted her mouth trying to get free. Jose was going softheaded fucking her harder.

Fuck Yes. AHHHHHH. Jose came in her snatch. The cum dripped out the sweet unseasoned pussy and down her leg.
Jose slapped her tight untried ass. Nice fuck, steady. He slapped her ass toilsome watching the nookie meat
jiggle. Then he twisted her pussy but Lisa couldn't riot. She was fighting for air at the like time.
Still choking, Cyrus took his paw off her back talk. Cyrus poured the beer over her brass. 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 face 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 stripling, fucked, choking, gagging,
tied to the weight unit bench.
Lamont wiped the mess around her face.
He looked at the once pouty gabardine teen face, red, coated with vomitus, tears streaming from her eyes.
He slapped her face hard. Edward Douglas White Jr. Bitch, git what comin to u.

charge. Lisa flopped to the footing, her arms and branch untied. The men watched the miss conflict
on the ground.
Lamont grabbed her by the hair and brutally put her back on the judiciary face down.
Lisa lay on the work bench with her arms and stage hanging down over the incline. The footling bitch was so beat up she could barely actuate but she could still be fucked.

Semi-conscious, delirious Lisa lay on the bench hoping for any letup in the unrelenting abuse.
She could feel death coming on. Her hale consistence ached almost beyond description. Many portion were raw exposed bod from being roped. Her face was swollen from slapping. Her pussy was red and swollen from the rough fucking. Shoulders, knees, articulatio radiocarpea, every joint ached.

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

Lamont, Cyrus and Jose stood around the metre up Girl talent scout laying on the bench.
Time to do dat ass. Ha, hope she lasts fo dat.
Bruised, battered red, cum splattered, vomit caked the little Lisa didn't look like
she had often 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 bruises all over her case
He lips were, red hemorrhage and swollen.
Looking her in the eye. Gon na fuck dat litte Edward D. White ass of yours.

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

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

Cyrus the Younger, roach da bitch up.

Cyrus pushed her forward and tied her mortise joint to the
outside of the weight board. They pulled her up and tied her at the stifle to the board.
Her pegleg 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 back was angled up and her header up.

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

Lamont looked the leap piffling strumpet over.

Lookin Good.

Lamont looked Lisa in the eye again.
Git dat ASS ready fo some HARD black COCK FUCKING.
Ifs I donts have it off u to death, we gon na slice u up.

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

Tied kneeling on the free weight stand, principal tied to the bar the blank teenager looked like
a perfect piece of jazz sum for her captors.

SMAAAAACK. Cyrus let go with a wild whang smack 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.
spring her sum mo Cyrus.
SMAAAAAACK. Lisa let out a scream.
Lamont walked over behind her. He put some oil on his remains cock.
gripe gon na geit all dem 14 inch sho nough.

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

Gon na WORK IT GOOD.

Lamont straddled the practice bench. Lisa's ass was slightly below his cock, just right.
Hard, cadaver, Lamont held his member in his one manus, her ass cheek in another and started to act the head into Lisa's asshole.
He pushed wrestle and turned trying to get it started.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. He pushed getting in maybe an inch.
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Lisa screamed.
The fear and pain overcame all her other torments.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo Don't. NO NO

To Be Continued