Guys come to me when they want to make a teen rape porn. Men know that I can help procure them something young and sweet to fuck. Women make the best accomplices because young girls never suspect us as predators. But behind every good predator is a good woman who brings him the fuck meat. And for Jonathan I appeared to be that good woman.
We go way back. As a good friend of my former master, he sometimes would fuck me. But I know he preferred much younger pussy. But now he hires me occasionally find him a young tender girl to fuck. I consider him a collector of sorts. He likes to make little videos of himself fucking teenage girls. So, I bring him the girl and I filmed fuck session
We got together last night. I found him a very young teen girl. Popular girl who serves on her cheerleading team. Tiny and compact. A perfect little dick spinner and ass rape porn star. I did not need to kidnap her. She came willingly with me because I told her I wanted to test her out for a model gig. She ate that shit up. Young girls dream about being a star. I did not lie to her. I did plan to make her a star. A young teen porn star
Men Come to Me When They Want to Make a Teen Porno
Jonathan loves the treat that I picked out for him. Pretty, innocent, and a tiny little hot body. I got out the film equipment and did my job capturing the moment he popped a little cherry. She began screaming bloody murder. I just kept telling her that I’m making her a star. Jonathan didn’t show her holes any mercy either. He stretched and gaped them. Made both her pussy and her ass bleed.
She cursed me the entire time. Called me a dumb cunt and a stupid bitch. Please bitch. I’ve been called far worse by people a lot scarier than you. I told her to shut the fuck up and smile for the camera. Of course, we strapped her down to a table. This little bitch would not escape.
She saw my face. However, I looked quite different in a red wig, and he wore a mask the entire time. He didn’t want to kill her. However, I did. But his dime his rules. And the little bitch lived. She’ll probably never believe a single thing an adult woman tells her again. So, in a way this served as a wakeup call for that young slut. Girls need to learn that they cannot trust the word of a strange woman.
We dumped her in a cornfield for her to find her way home. I’m sure she will share some details to the police. But I still feel confident nothing will blow back on me or my accomplice phone sex partner. I took necessary precautions. She’ll never find me or my client.


















