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The knife slid between her ribs while his cock slid deep inside her unwilling little pussy. I’d caught her stumbling home drunk from a weekend fuck fest, and coaxed the little hussy whore into my car. She reeked of cigarettes and vodka like an addicted little coke slut. I bribed her with pills, and before I knew it she was tied down in my bed, dozing on some crushed pills.

I brought my accomplice into the room, and together we sliced the clothes away from her ebony little skin. Some might say this was a hate crime, but she just happened to be the little raccoon I snatched on my way home from the bar. She was starting to come around, so I let my man push his big cock into her mouth while I got her cunt ready for impact so to speak. While he was choking her with his sloppy meat, I started beating her pussy half to fucking death with a leather belt. That woke her the fuck up! She started screaming and begging for us to stop in between forced-to-swallow thrusts that my man was laying on her.

That’s when I got tired of her whimpering, so he moved down to slip his fat dick into her cunny while I slid the blade between her chocolate ribs.

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1 comments

    • Tony on November 5, 2021 at 8:03 am
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    Your a bloody butcher for sure!

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