Daisy could barely get up when he arrived but it didn’t matter. Indian Sex I reached for the canister again and dipped two fingers in it. And she found it. She is moaning now and grinding her hips and I can see her arousal and it pisses me off, will NOTHING be enough for this bitch and I hit her harder and faster and she cums again. She begged them to fuck her but nobody would, she as an animal thing now, limp and bloodied and fully of a devil’s brew of cum from four or six or ten different species, she could not longer keep track of what wandered into the barnyard and fucked her, she just knew that none of them were human and the further she debased herself with these four-legged things the more she came and came. When the sun came up the next morning, I came into the pen where she’d slept and started in immediately with the bullwhip. She’d taunted me before, the conversation ran through my mind. The metal binder clips had been on for long enough that her cunt lips had acclimated.
