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THE VIRUS. CHAPTER THREE

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

apparently her fat pal was no longer putting up too much of a fight on matters. Shelly’s fat ass and thighs were quivering…the fat jostling which each thrust and it was somewhat mesmerizing to Claudia who didn’t have hardly an ounce of flab anywhere on her. “Hurry up,” she told them and reached down into the floorboards to grab her scrubs top. Without thinking she used it to wipe the bl**d off of her face and chest and then realized afterwards she didn’t want to put it on again covered in gore. Topless, she climbed out of the car and quickly moved around to the front. The passenger side window was shattered as well as the driver’s side and she reached through the broken glass and opened the car door from the inside. Mongoose’s limp body flopped out as soon as the door was open and she let him crash to the dirty pavement. With rushed movements, she pilfered him for everything he was worth…cash, wallet, and then his entire rig belt. It was bl**dy, but she managed to wipe it clean with her own shirt. It was already bl**dy and she was damned if she was putting it back on anyway. She threaded the belt around herself and then pulled the pistol loose. Her husband’s drilling paid off again when she knew exactly how to rack back the slide and check to see if a round was chambered. It was and she had two spare clips…probably a total of 45 rounds maybe. The car was still bouncing. “Fuck! Would you two give it up?!” she yelled at them from outside. “C’mon, we gotta go!” “AAAHHHHH!” she ... heard Shelly cumming loudly and the rocking motion stopped. By the time she’d made her way around to the driver’s side, she could see the boy climbing off of her in the back. She unlatched the door handle and popped Shelly’s door open. Leaning in, she barked, “C’mon fat ass, you can ride dick later!” Moments later, Claudia had yanked Baldo’s ass out of the driver’s seat and had removed all his goodies as well. She also found a small key that unlocked the twelve gauge shotgun that sat upright between the front seats as well as a box of ammo for it in the glove compartment. “Oh gross!” she heard Craig saying from the backseat. “What?” she asked through the grill, turning to look back at him as he held up his gown which was dripping with bl**d. “FUCK!” Shelly shouted as she too made to scoot out of the car still naked, tossing her clothes back into the floorboard. “The bl**d leaded down from the seats into the floor…my clothes are just…ewww,” she made as if to gag for a moment as she caught sight of Baldo’s demolished head and corpse lying on the ground. “Sorry. You musta’ missed that part while you was riding dick,” Claudia grumped at her. “Oh damn…no wonder you hate working in the ER.” “What the fuck happened?” “Two black dudes just ran up and shot them and opened my door and then took off that way.” “Damn…saved by thugs, huh?” Shelly commented sounding almost a tad racist. “What…what you want me to do with that?” she asked, staring at the rig belt that Claudia was holding up ...