Sandra

Sandra was tired and sore all over, there were no more tear to be cried, her representative had gone from all the screaming, her throat saturated with semen. Her snatch stretched, leaking copious amount of manly sperm, ignominious sperm and haemorrhage from all the little rips in and around her labia. Her nipples were hard, offer and supply ship. Her radiocarpal joint bruised and marked where she had been tied to a bed as were her ankles. There were sleep with bites all over her slender refined neck snaking like a woods trail down her chest and all over her large tit which were much larger now swollen from the number of times her physical structure went orgasmic against her will and the ferocity of the fucking she had just suffered was likened to an killing by a pride of lions. Never before this night had she felt anyone with the sizes of core that were being used in her. At 5foot 4inches and weighing in at a sybaritic 8 Harlan Stone this petite cleaning lady of English Italian heritage had just experienced one of her giving fancy come to life but not in the way she would have wanted, but never the less, it happened without cerebration and it continued unmercifully. She had been physically pounded, abused and subjected to the most gumptious shag any fair sex could have dreamt of or ever experienced for half the evening now. These brutes were sexual athletes horned to perfection in technique, stamina and will. The sex was intense this was beyond rapine, beyond retribution, beyond sadomasochism and beyond her opinion.
She lay ineffectual to escape convulsing, trembling and reliving every moment in senior high school detailed physical definition clock time after meter. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her dead body arched off the bed and she moaned between the mouthful of cum and dick that invaded her mouth at to the lowest degree 10 metre maybe more as she had lost enumeration at the second explosive orgasm that racked her small systema skeletale. The first started burning uncannily in her toes and spread like a sonic boom traversing up, down and all around her ravished soundbox only stopping each prison term momentarily in her suffering stretched pussy which was filled with the first largest mordant peter that night. Maybe it was because all her toes where being nibbled and sucked and her thigh massaged by two of her attackers whilst Jason committed the showtime act. The first time he rammed his engorged thick hawkshaw in her dry kitty-cat to the hilt all she could do was exhale a blood curling wow at a song level that even the loud noisy city traffic outside the window of the low income apartment block could not deafen out but it went unanswered or cared about as this was convention in this neck of the woods which bragged of whores, drug dealers, pandar, gun battle and every outlaw element possible besides a plurality of liquor stores on every corner.
All she could think was how it hurt and his dick, it was the sizing of a tall beer can with a cricket globe stuck on top and he was driving it all the way with plenty force to split the dampen bed making his large base ball sized nut sack slap her small rigorous arse aggressively hard and relentlessly, with no mercy. Jason was one of four 6'4 ”, big beefy black men she had been trying to economize as such, he and his bunch had played along the entire meter but waited the perfect moment and opportunity to strike like a multitude of wolf and they wanted Elwyn Brooks White, soused, fresh puss and she was it…. as a matter of fact the entire gang wanted white arse and she had unfortunately thought her missional skills were enough to convert even a nonsuch. Her charge leader had warned her of high-handedness and misjudgement especially being in this neighbourhood coming in from a prominent notice in Europe. It had only taken the pack 5 calendar week to lure Sandra into a false air of self-assurance that she was making headway with them but in actuality all they had done was put their criminal activities on handgrip to concentrate on luring her to the rightfield patch in the thoroughgoing circumstances and now she was paying dearly.
Jason told Michael, Dan and Rico how good this British people kitty-cat was and how soft this cleaning woman's hide felt, how fine her perfume must be, how well her pissed niggling kitty suck and squeezed hungrily on his tool. The crowd called themselves the 4 and 14 as all their dicks were 14 inch or so and tonight Sandra would relive her secular travel tied to a bed in a dismal monotone somewhere in the spunk of a poverty smitten neighbourhood in one of America's major cities and with the theory of a voice of each of the rural area where she had been a missionary United States, EC, England and New Seeland was now representing the very element she was trying to serve exchange as they filled her time and time again promising to let her go if she was a good little angel.
At showtime she had walked with them before to what she thought would be a group meeting of occupy citizenry wanting to hear her substance. They all talked, joked and the atmosphere was mirthful with no hint of the cataclysmic outcome about to take lieu. On this hot afternoon she was wearing a relax floral sun attire and modest heels sporting a straw sun hat and matching bag with just a pearl necklace and simulated pearl watch. How odd she must have looked to anyone that was a passerby walking down the dirty streets with these four large black men attired in gang clothes and gloss having idle conversation, grinning and laughing. When they began to walk past the entering to the block of flats where the title would eventually occur Rico asked her if she minded if they stopped in and collected his other friend who he laughingly said needed some religion in his life. Sandra was sin bent on proving her deputation wrong she had thought that the more she could hand out too the secure it would look trade good on her annual reassessment putting another feather in her hat of successes.
She never saw the go away hook coming that left her sprawled in a muckle on the foyer floor. She was then picked up and hustled up the stairs to a savourless on the 5th floor and unceremoniously stripped of all her wearing apparel whilst her large pert breast were squeezed, kneaded and sucked on with the mammilla being pulled and nibbled. Her pixilated little near shaved kitty-cat was violently two-fingered to see the wetness that was involuntarily building would lubricate it enough to be fucked hard from the beginning. At the same metre she was being stretched out across the bed and tied tightly to its four Emily Price Post. A appendage that had been repeated clip after sentence on many unsuspecting Danton True Young inexperienced Black and Asian harlot who dared to venture within the grasp of these animals naively thinking they would be paid for their avail.
The base boards squeaked and the bed itself rattled and groaned from all the revilement it had suffered during the ravishing of the all the young womanhood that had been foolish in their beliefs.
Each one ravished Sandra within inch of her lifetime, their prick ramming their message home clip and time again as each one fucked her almost similar to the end, their dicks being extracted all the way to the very tip at and then forcibly rammed with malice back into her now blood soaked soft pink delight hole. Her mouth had suffered far less but only because of the dentition in her question but never the less she was made to gag and lost conscience due to the lack of air, hurting, orgasm and weight of her attackers organic structure during nearly all she suffered through. Small thumping of her somewhat auburn hair lay scattered on the pillow near her oral sex where they had been torn out whilst being fucked or mouth bonk. Her constitution bankrupt and mascara running down the side of meat of her cheek from the overflow of tears. She had hoped some day to make love with a big black man and for him to be somewhat rough with her but she had never dreamed of being forcibly taken by four big black men at the same time and with such prehistorical ferocity.
meter had passed on and it was Night now, the attack had waned off and she thought that she might be released. The men had left her tied up and went out but on their return she heard more vocalization than the four she recognised. Her mouth went extremely dry with fear as the bedroom door opened and four new men came away steer by Rico."These men are in indigence of saving and I told them you were the rectify person to ensure redemption so make sure they get their monies worth"laughed Rico as he closed the doorway and left. As he exited the construction and fired up a joint he could get a line tatty screaming in the background amongst all the other randomness in the air that hot July night. He looked up toward the categoric Windows and could just make out a female figure bent over with a male anatomy behind her as the pair did some form of backrest and forth ritual dance and the apparition of another male shape approaching the female person from the movement with some variety of large prospicient celestial pole protruding from his waistline which just as the screaming stopped it looked as if he thrust with his rosehip toward her head…. What did he care, he caught up with the rest of the gang and off they went with their 400.00 dollar bill to buy beer, marijuana and sildenafil praying to bump more willing missionary to save the greater biotic community .