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Please hold back this. No NO NO. NO to a greater extent Please. Why are you doing this. stoppage and I will do what you want.
You don't have to force me. Let me shew what I can do. please PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every persona of Lisa's 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 clothes
hung like ragtime on her body. Lisa's young consistency was bruised and scraped. There were cold shoulder and sign of her terrible abuse all over.

Her oculus were rolling back in her chief. AHHHHHH. The tremendous painfulness in her arm. The rophy cut
deep into her wrists and ankle. The invariant buffeting she was taking was too much.
Delirium. The room was spinning. The shouting was fading. The pain was subsiding.
Her nous fell down and her body slumped.
unconscious again she was escaping the awful attack.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet smell of her female parent's cooking. Boots crunching in the wintertime snow.
buster looking out the window at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was actual again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. mysterious interior. Pain was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The common cold beer drained down her face.
Tyrone grabbed her head and shook her. Get back here. Another bottle of beer was dumped over her head.

The beer mixed with the cum and urine giving off that putrid olfactory sensation of a dirty washroom.
The dark room. Terrible smells. Driving nuisance inside. Screaming noises. The frigidness on her font.

Every sense, great deal, auditory modality, touch, flavor was being assaulted. Her mind could not process
it all.

Here, have a drink. 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 short white girl.
He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. sweetness mouth. sugariness petty pouty mouth.

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

The saw gymnastic horse was moving around on the floor as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden horse cavalry her soundbox exposed, open for all to see, touch and use.

DAT it, fuck her Bubba. pound sign dat pussy. Hump her man.
The guy wire joked and laughed. Stupid trivial beef. Like that total darkness cock.
Tyrone grabbed her hairsbreadth looking her in the look. Gon na get sum of this side by side.

Tyrone gave Bubba a buddy's manus handclasp. Take a turn Bro. Tyrone is more than a Bro he is
Bubbas actual brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's place, put his hands on her ass and teased her pussy with his cock. Then he rammed his prick inside the pathetic Edward D. White bitch.
Oh Yea, feels undecomposed. DAT it, all the way in. He pushed in deep probing her cunt with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his brother Ty fucking the tweed teen. As they exchanged flavor they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their initiatory fourth dimension, not their first rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin decent. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis feels good. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

FUCKING TAG TEAM MF piece of ass GANGBANG

Always a brotherly competition Ty was banging the Bitch as hard as he could.
The guy wondered if the albumen Girl could adopt it. Tag Team fuck by two big black hulks.

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

I can't stand it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her hair while his brother fucked her.
Whoose better, me or my Bro.
We both gon na be intimate 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 Methedrine, only good fo sum proficient black prick fucking.

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered molly's ass. Nice and white sweet southern ass.
It cut similar butter with his hunting knife. Good prison term not forgotten back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's posterior he took his Rough dirty finger nails and dragged them as hard as he could pulling off tegument as he went.
poor people Lisa screamed as stock streaked her once polish Virgin ass.

Tyrone looked at the pelt and roue on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the taste. He remembered the taste of Molly's blood.
Oh what a day that was. You always remember your for the first time.

The once pristine Girl Scout was just a fucked up patch of Edward White rape meat.

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

They were just teens back then.
mollie was hot man of E. B. White Methedrine. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths crossed going home. In those daytime if a white daughter smiled at a black boy it meant one thing. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the wrong place at the ill-timed 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 deform again.
They were Tag team bunch Banging.

He pushed his cock inside Lisa. He could finger hs brothers 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 good. Everything was right as it should be.

Tag team that squawk. Brothers Gangbang. Fuck her Bubba. careen dat ASS.

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

He was almost afraid Bubba would kill molly, he was fucking her so hard. But he realized the E. B. White bitch Molly could take it. Then he heard her screaming. The beef was getting off being raped. Just a firearm of southern egg white applesauce. She howled for more.

To Be Continued