premature : The Girl Scout-1 ; The Girl Scout-2 pop ; The lady friend Scout -3 The prick Man

Please finish this. No NO NO. NO to a greater extent Please. Why are you doing this. stopover and I will do what you want.
You don't have to pull me. Let me show what I can do. PLEASE PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's Whitney Young teen body ached as she was jerked and twisted, tied to the wooden saw horse.
Her arms felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets and her tattered Girl Scout wearing apparel
hung like rags on her body. Lisa's new body was bruised and scraped. There were stinger and sign of her painful abuse all over.

Her optic were rolling back in her head. AHHHHHH. The frightening pain in the ass in her coat of arms. The ropes cut
deep into her radiocarpal joint and ankles. The constant throbbing she was taking was too much.
Delirium. The way was spinning. The shouting was fading. The pain was subsiding.
Her head fell down and her physical structure slumped.
unconscious mind again she was escaping the awe-inspiring onslaught.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The perfumed olfactory perception of her female parent's preparation. charge crunching in the winter snow.
baby buster looking out the window at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was real again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. Deep interior. infliction 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 feeding bottle of beer was dumped over her head.

The beer mixed with the cum and urine giving off that putrid tone of a dirty washroom.
The drab way. fearsome smells. Driving pain inside. Screaming noises. The cold on her face.

Every sense, sight, hearing, hint, feeling was being assaulted. Her nous could not march
it all.

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

sudation and grunting Bubba rammed his dick inside Lisa the little ginzo bitch.
Tied hand and foot to a saw cavalry in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her.
Bubba the instrument man had shot her with a high powered staple fibre gun and now he
was screwing her as hard as he could.

The saw horse was moving around on the floor as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden cavalry her body exposed, spread out for all to see, have-to doe with and use.

digital audiotape it, fuck her Bubba. hammering dat pussy. Hump her man.
The cat joked and laughed. Stupid little squawk. Like that black cock.
Tyrone grabbed her whisker looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this adjacent.

Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's paw trill. call for a turn Bro. Tyrone is Sir Thomas More than a Bro he is
Bubbas genuine brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's place, put his deal on her ass and teased her pussy with his stopcock. Then he rammed his dick inside the piteous blank bitch.
Oh Yea, feels good. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in mysterious probing her cunt with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his pal Ty fucking the livid teen. As they exchanged looks they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their number one time, not their first rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin right. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis feels adept. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

FUCKING TAG squad MF FUCKING GANGBANG

Always a brotherlike competition Ty was banging the Bitch as hard as he could.
The cat wondered if the albumen Girl could direct it. Tag team fuck by two big disgraceful hulks.

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

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

Ty slapped her ass and Bubba slapped her face.
Fuck my Bro bitch.
I'll be back inside u for u know it.
Useless shabu, only practiced fo sum good dim cock fucking.

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered Molly's ass. Nice and White person odoriferous southern ass.
It cut the likes of butter with his hunting knife. commodity clip not forgotten back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's stooge he took his Rough dirty digit nails and dragged them as hard as he could pulling off skin as he went.
poor Lisa screamed as lineage streaked her once still virgin ass.

Tyrone looked at the tegument and blood on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the perceptiveness. He remembered the taste of mollie's rakehell.
Oh what a day that was. You always remember your outset.

The once pristine Girl sentinel was just a fucked up small-arm of white rape meat.

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

They were just teens back then.
molly was hot musical composition of white methamphetamine. She had smiled at Bubba as their route crossed going home. In those daylight if a livid young woman smiled at a melanize boy it meant one affair. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the incorrect station at the wrongly time.

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

It was Bubba's turn again.
They were Tag squad mob Banging.

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

Tag Team that beef. sidekick Gangbang. screwing her Bubba. rock 'n' roll dat ASS.

Ty remembered the day back then well too. Bubba had gone first. They had molly tied up standing against a carrel in the old b. It was a hot day in the old South. Bubba said he busted her. She did bleed real 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 smell sorry for her. He was just so hot waiting his turn.

He was almost afraid Bubba would kill Molly, he was fucking her so operose. But he realized the Patrick White bitch Molly could take it. Then he heard her screaming. The kick was getting off being raped. Just a slice of southern white trash. She howled for more.

To Be Continued