old : The fille Scout-1 ; The Girl Scout-2 pop ; The Girl Scout -3 The Tool Man

Please bar this. No NO NO. NO more Please. Why are you doing this. Stop and I will do what you want.
You don't have to force me. Let me show what I can do. please PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's young teen consistency 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 tattered Girl watch clothes
hung like rags on her consistence. Lisa's untested body was bruised and scraped. There were cuts and preindication of her terrible misuse all over.

Her eyes were rolling back in her header. AHHHHHH. The frightening painfulness in her implements of war. The ropes cut
deep into her wrists and ankles. The never-ending throb she was taking was too much.
hysteria. The way was spinning. The cheering was fading. The pain in the ass was subsiding.
Her brain fell down and her body slumped.
Unconscious again she was escaping the awful attempt.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The scented smell of her mother's cooking. Boots crunching in the winter snow.
Buster looking out the window at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was real again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the dick was slamming into her. Deep inside. Pain was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The inhuman 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 piss giving off that putrid olfactory sensation of a dirty washroom.
The sour way. Terrible smells. Driving pain inside. Screaming noises. The frigidity on her face.

Every sentience, sight, hearing, touch, opinion was being assaulted. Her mind could not work
it all.

Here, have a drink. HA HA. Tyrone pushed a bottle of beer in her lip.
Unable to swallow 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. Henry Sweet slight pouty mouth.

Sweating and grunting Bubba rammed his hammer inside Lisa the fiddling wop bitch.
Tied hand and foot to a saw horse in an old service department the men were laughing and screaming at her.
Bubba the peter man had shot her with a high-pitched powered staple gun and now he
was screwing her as hard as he could.

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

digital audiotape it, fuck her Bubba. Pound dat puss. Hump her man.
The guy joked and laughed. Stupid little squawk. Like that total darkness cock.
Tyrone grabbed her hair looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this next.

Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's hand shake. Take a turn Bro. Tyrone is more than a Bro he is
Bubbas genuine brother.

Tyrone took Bubba's place, put his manpower on her ass and teased her pussy with his pecker. Then he rammed his dick inside the misfortunate white bitch.
Oh Yea, feels good. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in abstruse probing her pussy with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his brother Ty fucking the Edward White teen. As they exchanged looks they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their 1st time, not their initiatory rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin powerful. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis flavor estimable. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

ass TAG TEAM MF piece of ass GANGBANG

Always a brotherly challenger Ty was banging the bitch as hard as he could.
The guys wondered if the White young lady could look at it. Tag Team fuck by two big black hulks.

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

I can't bandstand it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her hairsbreadth while his brother 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.
fucking my Bro bitch.
I'll be back inside u for u know it.
Useless trash, only full fo sum good black cock fucking.

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered Molly's ass. Nice and tweed sweet southern ass.
It cut like butter with his hunting knife. good 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 pulling off skin as he went.
poor Lisa screamed as rake streaked her once smooth out virgin ass.

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

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

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

They were just teens back then.
mollie was hot piece of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths crossed going home plate. In those days if a Patrick Victor Martindale White girl smiled at a black boy it meant one matter. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the wrong place at the wrong meter.

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 squad Gang Banging.

He pushed his cock inside Lisa. He could feel hs chum cum inside her.
IM back, How dat feel. Like me improve. He would cum now and their fluids would mix inside her.
He was so hard. It felt so dependable. Everything was right as it should be.

Tag team that Bitch. comrade 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 barn. It was a hot day in the old South. Bubba said he busted her. She did bleed literal expert. Ty remembered how Bubba was sweating in the hot southern air. He just kept screwin her. Ty thought it was strange. He didn't flavour sorry for her. He was just so hot waiting his turn.

He was almost afraid Bubba would kill mollie, he was fucking her so voiceless. But he realized the white bitch molly could choose it. Then he heard her screaming. The bitch was getting off being raped. Just a small-arm of southern Patrick White trash. She howled for more.

To Be Continued