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Illegal Immigrants
Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Prostitution, Snuff, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 42.2, Source: sexstories.com
vests were radio controlled, but if they had any brains they wouldn’t have wanted to die, would they?” “The vests come in several versions, the ‘London’ requires three different mobile phone calls within five minutes, two to arm, and one to fire. The ‘Clearing’ simply uses a radio control decoder from a model aircraft.” “Is good ja?” someone shouted changing the mood. =========================================================== Amina’s resolve failed much sooner than she expected. Two days. Her throat was dry like the Gobi desert. “Ok!” she shouted, “You win.” No one came. “I fuck, OK?” she shouted. Kurt Waldheim opened her cell door. Amina faced him, her dress reversed. Her tits hanging out. “I fuck, I must drink,” she announced. “I get a drink,” he agreed. Amina gulped the liquid greedily, unaware it was 25% Vodka. Her mind swam pleasantly. She barely noticed Kurt lifting her onto the bed. She had a brief pain as his short fat cock slid into her cunt but she was past caring. “Now you are English girl, fucked when drunk,” Kurt announced as he fucked her. It felt good, a warm cock pulsing. A wave of warm cum suddenly swam through his cock and oozed deep into Amina’s private parts. “Ohhhhh,” Amina sighed, “Soooooo good.” Kurt climbed off her and zipped up his pants “Over already?” Amina asked as she stared drunkenly at him. “I can get someone,” he offered. “Please,” Amina said drunkenly. Walt Miller was next. Amina smiled as he shoved his meat in her bruised and bleeding fuck ...