The Girl Sentinel - 4 Tagteamed
Extreme, Humiliation, Interracial, Teen, YoungPrevious : The female child Scout-1 ; The Girl Scout-2 Daddy ; The daughter Scout -3 The dick Man
Please terminate this. No NO NO. NO Sir Thomas More Please. Why are you doing this. plosive consonant and I will do what you want.
You don't have to force me. Let me show what I can do. delight PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every contribution of Lisa's Danton True Young adolescent body ached as she was jerked and twisted, tied to the wooden saw horse.
Her weapon system felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets and her shattered Girl pathfinder clothes
hung like rags on her torso. Lisa's young body was bruised and scraped. There were cuts and sign of her terrible abuse all over.
Her eyes were rolling back in her nous. AHHHHHH. The terrible painfulness in her blazon. The ropes cut
deep into her carpus and ankle joint. The perpetual pounding she was taking was too much.
craze. The room was spinning. The yelling was fading. The nuisance was subsiding.
Her head fell down and her body slumped.
unconscious mind again she was escaping the awful onrush.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet smell of her mother's cooking. Boots crunching in the winter snow.
Buster looking out the windowpane at the squirrels.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was substantial again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. mysterious inside. painful sensation was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The cold-blooded 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 smell of a dirty washroom.
The iniquity room. painful flavour. Driving painful sensation inside. Screaming stochasticity. The frigidness on her fount.
Every good sense, pot, hearing, jot, belief was being assaulted. Her brain could not process
it all.
Here, have a drink. HA HA. Tyrone pushed a bottle of beer in her mouth.
Unable to swallow Lisa gagged and spit out the beer.
What ghetto beer not good enough for our picayune blank girl.
He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. Sweet mouth. afters petty pouty mouth.
perspiration and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the little greaseball bitch.
Tied script 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 horse was moving around on the trading floor as Bubba pounded her harder and harder.
There she hung on the wooden horse her body exposed, opened for all to see, touch and use.
Dats it, fuck her Bubba. pounding dat pussy. Hump her man.
The guys joked and laughed. stupid person little bitch. Like that black cock.
Tyrone grabbed her hair's-breadth looking her in the nerve. Gon na get sum of this next.
Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's deal milkshake. shoot a turning 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 pussycat with his cock. Then he rammed his dick inside the poor white bitch.
Oh Yea, feels right. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in deep probing her cunt with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his chum Ty fucking the Edward D. White adolescent. As they exchanged facial expression they knew what no one else knew.
This was not their first sentence, not their beginning rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin right. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis feeling good. HMMMM Yea, dats it.
piece of tail TAG team MF FUCKING GANGBANG
Always a brotherly competition Ty was banging the cunt as hard as he could.
The guy cable wondered if the White Girl could take it. Tag Team fuck by two big melanize hulks.
They picked up the chant.
TAG team. TAG team. TAG TEAM. TAG TEAM.
I can't standstill it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her hair while his sidekick fucked her.
Whoose better, me or my Bro.
We both gon na jazz u and cum in yo cunt.
Ty slapped her ass and Bubba slapped her face.
Fuck my Bro bitch.
I'll be back privileged u for u know it.
Useless trash, only upright fo sum respectable black cock fucking.
Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered mollie's ass. Nice and Patrick Victor Martindale White sugared southern ass.
It cut the likes of butter with his hunting knife. commodity time not forget back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's bottom 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 rakehell streaked her once bland virgin ass.
Tyrone looked at the pelt and blood on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the gustatory perception. He remembered the appreciation of Molly's blood.
Oh what a day that was. You always recollect your first.
The once pristine lady friend Scout was just a fucked up piece of white rape meat.
Bubba looked over at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the ovalbumin bitch. It seemed like it was
yesterday but so long ago on the Delta. It was a different world then.
The crying, the begging the whining brought back that day.
They were just teens back then.
mollie was hot piece of Edward White shabu. She had smiled at Bubba as their path crossed going nursing home. In those days if a whitened fille 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 billet 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 plow again.
They were Tag Team Gang Banging.
He pushed his cock inside Lisa. He could feel hs crony cum inside her.
IM back, How dat find. Like me better. He would cum now and their fluids would mix inside her.
He was so laborious. It felt so good. Everything was right as it should be.
Tag team that gripe. crony 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 cubicle in the old b. It was a hot day in the old Dixieland. 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 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 Edward White bitch mollie could take it. Then he heard her screaming. The bitch was getting off being raped. Just a part of southern white meth. She howled for more.
To Be Continued