Gracie Is Broken


Young
Gracie was having the time of her life-time. The final paper

for the semester was finally in and the opportunity to

finally mishandle off some steam had arrived. The euphony

was tatty. Everyone on the dance floor jumping up

and down, rubbing each other. Sweet drops rolling

down her back. She had thought about wearing a bra,

but the opportunity to let her small breasts liberate was

too tempting. She took another huge chug from her

beer, maybe was a little bit drunk, and some of the

aureate yellow liquidness spilled over her shirt. She did not

care. She was having to much fun. The sticky liquid

was making her shirt tight to her thorax, where her

nipples fully erected pointing the diffused textile. She

shook her ass to the measure of the bass part.

What time was it she thought ? She felt the impulse for a smoke and started to navigate through the labyrinth of people to

get some air. As she passed thru the squiffy group, she

felt a hand on her hip. Slowly rising to the edge of her

skirt. Trying to get hold the border of her panties. She tried

to turn to see who it was, but the bulk of the the great unwashed

stopped her. The helping hand was now inside her panty

slowly trying to regain her sassing and the treasure inside.

She used all her might to push herself through the people, and finallv she was through. The hand was pulled

out from her panties and she was outside. She turned

around but could not see her aggressor, poor fish monstrosity

she thought to herself.

She took out a cigarette and lit it up. Took a deep breath and let the smoke fill her lungs. She was a bit muggy from the beer that had fallen, when she was done she had an sudden urge to pee. She looked out at the dark ally next to the party. I will be promptly she thought. She entered the slope road. It was empty-bellied. Good. She walked over to a trashcan and squatted down. She pulled her panties to the side of meat. Relaxed. And a lovesome yellow stream exited her. She closed her eyes, and with out thinking started to let her right-hand travelling down in search of her clit. She started rubbing. Closer, closer. It felt so good. She bit her lower lip. Almost there. Almost.

That 's when someone placed a large handwriting over her mouth. She tried to scream but cypher came out. Another mitt went down between her stage. Rubbing against her warm wet lower lip. Finally finding their plunder. Two finger pushed themselves into her cunt, lifting Two fingers pushed themselves into her snatch, lifting her up from the primer coat. She tried to agitate. She tried to scramble. He simply pulled her closer to him and

walked deeper into the trace. Away from the

music.

After a couple of hundred metre he pushed her down over a dumpster. Her chest rubbing against the cold metal, feeling it against her hard pap. The helping hand that had been in her pussy grabbed her panties and ripped them off. Her turgid ass now unguarded, on exhibit for her attacker. She felt him move from slope to side. The smell of alcohol and rubbish filled her olfactory organ. He leaned forward and started to rub his penis up and down her dent. Making certainly his tip would be able-bodied to record her easily. She tried to struggle. split running down her cheeks. No no no. this pious platitude be happening. Then he stopped. Aimed it at her vaginal entrance and pushed inside.

She was frozen in a silent scream as he entered her. One hard push and he was fully inside. Pushing against her uterus. Then he started to thrust. In and out. The rhythm was not fast, but it was sweetheart. She lost data track of time. She did not cognize when he took his handwriting from her mouth, but she did sense the infliction as he started to peck her ass with one hand and holding her firm with the early. He was swelling inside her. She could feel him.

Pushing harder, deeper. He was picking up swiftness. The slapping of her ass on his paunch was getting louder.

She did not need to believe it. but she started meeting his thrusts. He placed his large hired hand on her articulatio humeri. Her body started to betray her, a warm, tingling feeling was stating to construct in her loins. Then he grabbed her in a nasty hug and pushed as far in as he could. He erupted in her most consecrated part. Filling her with his fond sticky seeded player. The initiative scene filled her. The second made her cum. The thirdly filled her pussy and the quaternary leaked down her leg.

Out of get-up-and-go, he just simply layed on her. She felt dishonour,

dirty. His drool leaking from his mouth into her hair running down her forehead and mixing with her tears. She closed her eyes. Hoping that it would finally be over. She felt his hawkshaw cramp a couple of More prison term, emptying what was left in his ballsinside of her. This could not be happening, this must all be a bad dream. She felt his dick plop out of her. A stream of cum and her own vagina juices running out of her violated puss. He pulled away from her. He leaned down and took up her phone. demand some film of her new hump pussy and some of her wet face then posted it on her snap write up. He then picks her up and slings her over his shoulder joint then they re-enter the tail. The only strait through the allyway was the soft sound of her split running down her cheek and the faint sound of music far far away .
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