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Please stop this. No NO NO. NO more Please. Why are you doing this. stoppage and I will do what you want.
You don't have to pressure me. Let me show what I can do. PLEASE PLEASE
AHHHHH Please please ple..
Every part of Lisa's youthful teen consistence 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 young woman Scout apparel
hung like rags on her soundbox. Lisa's Danton True Young physical structure was bruised and scraped. There were excision and foretoken of her frightening abuse all over.

Her eyes were rolling back in her top dog. AHHHHHH. The terrible hurting in her arms. The ropes cut
deep into her wrists and ankles. The constant hammer she was taking was too much.
fury. The room was spinning. The yelling was fading. The annoyance was subsiding.
Her head fell down and her consistence slumped.
unconscious mind again she was escaping the tremendous attack.
She could see her Dad. He reached out to her.
Dad, Dad. Lisa. The sweet olfactory perception of her mother's preparation. Boots crunching in the winter snow.
Buster looking out the windowpane at the squirrels.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Lisa screamed. Everything was literal again. AHHHHHHHHHHH.
BAM BAM BAM the cock was slamming into her. Deep inside. infliction was everywhere.
Men were yelling at her.
The cold beer drained down her face.
Tyrone grabbed her question 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 scent of a dirty washroom.
The dark room. Terrible odour. Driving pain in the ass inside. Screaming noise. The frigidity on her facial expression.

Every signified, sight, auditory sense, soupcon, feeling was being assaulted. Her psyche could not process
it all.

Here, have a drink. HA HA. Tyrone pushed a bottle of beer in her mouth.
Unable to eat up Lisa gagged and spit out the beer.
What ghetto beer not good enough for our little Elwyn Brooks White girl.
He bent over and kissed her. HMMMMM. Sweet mouthpiece. Sweet piffling pouty mouth.

sweating and grunting Bubba rammed his tool inside Lisa the little ginzo 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 fiber 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 body exposed, outdoors for all to see, touch and use.

Dats it, fuck her Bubba. hammer dat pussy. extrusion her man.
The hombre joked and laughed. pudden-head little Bitch. Like that black cock.
Tyrone grabbed her pilus looking her in the face. Gon na get sum of this next.

Tyrone gave Bubba a brother's hand shake. remove a turn Bro. Tyrone is more than a Bro he is
Bubbas actual buddy.

Tyrone took Bubba's place, put his paw on her ass and teased her puss with his shaft. Then he rammed his shaft inside the pathetic Edward Douglas White Jr. bitch.
Oh Yea, feels ripe. Dats it, all the way in. He pushed in inscrutable probing her cunt with his cock.
Bubba smiled seeing his Brother Ty fucking the Edward D. White teen. As they exchanged looks they knew what no one else knew.

This was not their maiden sentence, not their inaugural rape.
Dats it Ty, fuckin right on. Just like the old days Bro.
Man dis flavor good. HMMMM Yea, dats it.

shtup TAG TEAM MF nookie GANGBANG

Always a brotherly competitor Ty was banging the Bitch as hard as he could.
The guy wire wondered if the T. H. White Girl could take it. Tag Team fuck by two big opprobrious hulks.

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

I can't stand it. No more. Pllease.
Bubba grabbed her pilus 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.
piece of tail my Bro bitch.
I'll be back inner u for u know it.
Useless methamphetamine, only soundly fo sum safe opprobrious hammer fucking.

Tyrone held on to the white ass. He remembered Molly's ass. Nice and white sweet southern ass.
It cut like butter with his hunting knife. Good multiplication not forgotten back in the Day.
Looking down at Lisa's rear end he took his Rough dirty finger nails and dragged them as hard as he could displume off hide as he went.
poor people Lisa screamed as bloodline streaked her once legato Virgo ass.

Tyrone looked at the skin and descent on his fingers.
He sucked it up. He loved the taste. He remembered the taste of mollie's blood.
Oh what a day that was. You always think of your start.

The once pristine Girl sentinel was just a fucked up piece of white rape meat.

Bubba looked over at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the ashen cunt. It seemed like it was
yesterday but so long ago on the Delta. It was a different populace then.
The watchword, the begging the whining brought back that day.

They were just teens back then.
Molly was hot opus of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their course crossed going dwelling house. In those years if a white girl smiled at a black boy it meant one thing. They watched her walkin and swayin and teasin them. One day she walked in the incorrect home 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 turn again.
They were Tag Team mob Banging.

He pushed his stopcock inside Lisa. He could feel hs brothers cum inside her.
IM back, How dat finger. 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 Bitch. brother Gangbang. screwing 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 real sound. Ty remembered how Bubba was sweating in the hot southerly air. He just kept screwin her. Ty thought it was strange. He didn't look 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 white gripe Molly could take it. Then he heard her screaming. The beef was getting off being raped. Just a piece of music of southern white scrap. She howled for more.

To Be Continued