1. THE VIRUS. CHAPTER THREE


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Taboo, Author: crazyxxxcash, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    grill. “Fuck the fatty!” Shelly gasped as Claudia sat up and then pulled Craig up out of the seat and pushed him off onto Shelly. He struggled with his gown, eventually just pulling it completely off and then dropped down between her fat legs and leaned in towards her pussy with his almost erect cock. She hoped he didn’t know what to do, but he fumbled and poked until he got the right spot and started pushing inward on her vaginal lips until he got penetration. “Oh fuck…oh fuck,” she gasped and then he was pumping her pussy with fervor. Claudia looked on as her fat friend began bouncing in the seat with the small boy between her fat thighs. At first she thought Shelly was going to resist or that the boy had no clue what he was supposed to even do…but after a few moments, he went to town in her and she had slid out further into the middle of the seat and had even spread her legs wider to give him more room to work. “Stick your titties up here to the grill so I can play with’em,” Mongoose ordered Claudia. She leaned forward and realized there was cum dripping off the dashboard…as well as a multitude of other spots of what was probably dried semen. These two had been busy for a while. She was repulsed by what she was doing, but her determination to get out of that car was potent and far more insistent than her gag reflex. She leaned up against the grill and pressed her tits to it, making sure to put her nipples through the holes. Just then a terrible racket reverberated from ...
    outside and the driver’s side window exploded. The whole thing was over in the space of a heartbeat. She leaned back and realized she had bl**d all over her bare tits. The two asshole r****t cops were both dead, multiple gunshot wounds in them. Hell, the bald one, who’d been closest to the gunman, didn’t even have much of a head left. “FUCK TH’POLEECE!” rang out from various voices outside the car and somebody popped open the passenger side back door. “RUN BITCH!” a black man with a handkerchief tied around his face yelled as he slapped the open door and took off running. Claudia spun round in the seat and realized a second black man was running off with the one who had opened her door. The other one carried some sort of small automatic machine gun. The clip was in the handle like a pistol. “Ingram,” she recalled. Her husband had schooled her so many times on guns and helicopters and planes that she actually had started remembering them. Coming back to reality, she looked up at the dead cops again and then twisted in her seat and crammed her purse into the open door to prevent it from shutting again. “OH FUCK! OH FUCK!” She twisted back around and realized Shelly was all but on the verge of cumming there in the seat beside her as the little bastard fucked the shit out of her. She leaned away from them and back against her open door. The whole car was bouncing now from their movements and she marveled at how quickly the little turd had figured out what to do and how to do it. And ...
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