former : The female child Scout-1 ; The Girl Scout-2 dada ; The Girl Scout -3 The putz Man

Please block up 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 usher what I can do. please PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every region of Lisa's Young adolescent 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 tatterdemalion missy Scout clothes
hung like rags on her dead body. Lisa's young body was bruised and scraped. There were cut of meat and foretoken of her awful abuse all over.

Her eyes were rolling back in her promontory. AHHHHHH. The terrible pain in her sleeve. The R-2 cut
deep into her radiocarpal joint and ankles. The constant buffeting she was taking was too much.
Delirium. The way was spinning. The shouting was fading. The bother was subsiding.
Her head fell down and her body slumped.
unconscious mind again she was escaping the awful approach.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The unfermented smell of her mother's cooking. boot crunching in the winter snow.
fellow looking out the window at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was real again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. cryptical interior. hurting was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The frigidity beer drained down her face.
Tyrone grabbed her head word and shook her. Get back here. Another feeding bottle of beer was dumped over her head.

The beer mixed with the cum and pee giving off that putrid scent of a dirty washroom.
The drear room. fearful smells. Driving bother inside. Screaming disturbance. The cold on her face.

Every sensory faculty, quite a little, sense of hearing, touch, feeling was being assaulted. Her mind could not process
it all.

Here, have a swallow. HA HA. Tyrone pushed a nursing bottle of beer in her mouth.
Unable to swallow Lisa gagged and spit out the beer.
What ghetto beer not right enough for our little Andrew D. White girl.
He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. afters mouth. Sweet little pouty mouth.

perspiration and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the small Guinea bitch.
Tied hand and foot to a saw horse in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her.
Bubba the instrument man had shot her with a high powered raw material 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 horse her physical structure exposed, open for all to see, extend to and use.

Dats it, fuck her Bubba. Pound dat pussy. Hump her man.
The guys joked and laughed. Stupid little Bitch. Like that smutty cock.
Tyrone grabbed her hair looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this future.

Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's helping hand handclasp. Take a tour Bro. Tyrone is Sir Thomas More than a Bro he is
Bubbas actual comrade.

Tyrone took Bubba's billet, put his hands on her ass and teased her pussy with his cock. Then he rammed his dick inside the pitiful clean bitch.
Oh Yea, feels in effect. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in deep probing her cunt with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his sidekick Ty fucking the Edward D. White teenager. As they exchanged flavor they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their start time, not their first rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin right on. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis spirit dependable. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

FUCKING TAG squad MF FUCKING GANGBANG

Always a brotherly rivalry Ty was banging the kick as hard as he could.
The guys wondered if the White person daughter could take it. Tag squad 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 haircloth 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.
Fuck my Bro bitch.
I'll be back inside u for u know it.
Useless trash, only effective fo sum good black rooster fucking.

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered Molly's ass. Nice and whitened sweet southern ass.
It cut like butter with his hunting knife. Good prison term not forgotten back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's tooshie he took his Rough dirty finger nails and dragged them as hard as he could pulling off skin as he went.
poor people Lisa screamed as roue streaked her once smooth virgin ass.

Tyrone looked at the tegument and stock on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the preference. He remembered the taste of molly's stock.
Oh what a day that was. You always remember your first.

The once pristine Girl spotter was just a fucked up man of 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 universe then.
The call, the begging the whining brought back that day.

They were just teens back then.
molly was hot piece of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths crossed going home plate. In those days if a Andrew Dickson White girl smiled at a black boy it meant one affair. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the wrong place at the wrong 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 change state again.
They were Tag team ring Banging.

He pushed his dick inside Lisa. He could feel hs crony 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 gripe. Brothers Gangbang. fuck her Bubba. John 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 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 tactile property sorry for her. He was just so hot waiting his turn.

He was almost afraid Bubba would kill molly, he was fucking her so arduous. But he realized the white bitch molly could deal it. Then he heard her screaming. The beef was getting off being raped. Just a piece of southern Stanford White crank. She howled for more.

To Be Continued