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  • "Then he raped my pussy. I'm bleeding from cast the penetration, he ripped me open and I'll never be the same down there. couple sex I think I might have to go to the hospital. It hurts so fucking bad but the bleeding has really slowed down. The blood was squirting everywhere when he ripped me open. He didn't care about ripping me open and started to really fuck me hard and came in my pussy the first time when he only had half his cock in me and it took forever for him to get it that far. I fought him hard until them but then I just gave up. I didn't have anything whore left to fight him. He started to fuck me again and got the whole cock in me. It's as big as your arm and the head is like your fist. He RAPED me with it and he got through my cervix and into my womb. He came juicy in there and filled it up. Feel it, same thing as my belly except way more." I could feel it, it was a much higher slut bump than the belly was and it was harder, not so jelly like. I pushed down on the bump and the cum started to spray out of her cervix and shoot out of her pussy. She moaned and told me to stop. It hurt more when I pushed so I stopped. "Then he wanted to fuck again and I finally passed out. I think he raped me for a few more hours and shot a few more loads in my womb. He left right after you called and the next thing I know is you waking me up. I must have passed out again from the 4 hour rape." I asked her, "WHO WAS IT?" She screamed out a string of obsceneties as he pounded her, while several people cheered, copped feels, and smacked her ass. Then I’ll send a copy to your boss and to the fucking Police saying you raped my girl. Her golden eyes bulged, her mouth gaped, and her body wrenched atop me. So great was Vita’s girth, that I could feel his bulge through the pressing flat of my daughter’s pelvis. Drinking, smoking and taking drugs had been whore fun, but as forty hit her, she quickly began to look in her fifties. Still on her knees, she turned quickly. Typree was just cast leaving with his newly found mother when a soft voice stopped him. them around inside me and pulled them out and then Her skin felt like silk beneath my hands. I don’t like this. When my job transfers me nearer to her more exclusive part of town, she invites me over for dinner when my wife is traveling for her work one week. Dakota giggled and Danni’s eyes slut were rolling to the back of her head as she was bouncing couple juicy sex up and down on my hard manhood.
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