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Click hereAs she tried to struggle onto her knees, a squirrel maybe a little smaller than the ones that had been raping her for the last who knows how long rose up from behind a bush and approached her. "Get, get away from me!" She screamed as she grabbed some grass and threw it at the approaching squirrel, she started to whimper as all the squirrel did to block the thrown grass was turn it's face and kept moving towards her. As she struggled to find the energy to get away the squirrel grabbed her arms and lifted her up while nearly making her faint because of the pain of her arms being stretched so far. As she was being held up spreadeagled up in the air she was suddenly let go and as the blow from a closed clawed fist set her flying she saw stars sparkle in front of her eyes. As she lay there trying to get get her breath back she failed to notice the fast paced approach of the squirrel nor did she notice the foot come flying towards her stomach before she was once again flying where this time she landed hard against a tree where she swore that she heard her back crunch as it conformed to the bend of the tree trunk.
Again and again she was hit and or kicked till everything she had endured from her husband and his friends seemed like nothing but scrapes one would get while playing as a kid. As she watched the squirrel come charging at her once more she closed her eyes and waited for the impact of the blow that she hoped would end her pain. As she lay there with her eyes scrunched shut as tight as she could she became aware of what sounded like soft sniffling. As she dared to look up she saw the squirrel with fist clenched and raised but also noticed the fur around the eyes and down the muzzle was drenched. 'With tears?' She wondered as she looked up into the eyes of her assailant, as she looked up into the eyes she noticed a haze that the other squirrels didn't seem to have, though she never did have much of a chance to get a good look at all the the eyes of the squirrels that had ravaged her. "Brian are, is that you?" She wheezed.
With the scream the squirrel grabbed her arms and lifted her up while nearly once again making her faint because of the pain of her arms being stretched so far. As she was being held so far up off the ground the squirrel suddenly let go of her right arm and twisted her around and while keeping her arms tightly held against her back forced her chest to the ground while leaving her ass exposed up in the air. As she felt the squirrels cock being rubbed against up and down her pussy and ass she couldn't help but giggle. 'He still has feelings enough that he still ACTUALLY cares about hurting me if HE'S the one to fuck me.' She the thought as the tip of the cock slowly slid down into her well fucked cunt.
As the cock slowly slid down into her she couldn't help notice that whether Brian was controlling the squirrels actions or not this one knew what it was doing. She grunted as the tip of a cock once again pushed past her cervix and slid down into her womb, again and again the cock was slowly pulled nearly out of her and once again just as slowly pushed back in. Time and time again she was brought to the verge of a orgasm but the damn squirrel would always stop before either of them would go over the top. After awhile the squirrel pulled it's cock out over pussy tearing a heartfelt sob from her. As she lay the for several moments longing for the expert fuck that she had been being given, she felt the cock slowly push up against her stretched asshole and just as slowly as it had fucked her cunt it started fucking her ass.
"PLEASE!" She finally started begging. "Whatever it is that you want me to do, I'll DO it! Just let me CUM!" She sobbed as the squirrel continued to slowly fuck her. "GOD PLEASE, DON'T let me suffer anymore. Just let me CUM!!!" As the squirrel continued to fuck her as it had before she had started to break she realized that the rumors she had started hearing about Brian might have been underestimating his true abilities. Everyone knew that he knew a lot about pain and suffering and causing it, he proved that the time he had actually called the ambulance and described the injuries in enough detail to make the emergency dispatcher to need counseling. To know what causes injuries is one thing but to be able calmly torture someone like the squirrel was doing now, made her really start to be afraid of what his plans could be like for her.
As she started to finally enjoy the slow torturous fuck that she was being given she felt the squirrels cock suddenly spasm and once again she felt jet after jet once again fill her guts. She suddenly began to feel hot cum flow into her stomach and panicked as it flowed up into her throat. She tried hard to keep from retching as she noticed that her face was in a slight depression, try as she might though she was unable to keep from throwing up the cum that flowed up into her mouth and as she was unable to retch hard enough she felt it begin to flow up and out of her nose. As she finished clearing her throat of cum so she could breath she felt the squirrel shift and felt it's clawed hand on the back her head, she started to thrash as she felt the squirrel push her face down into the cum that filled the small depression. Her heart sank as she realized that her stomach was far to full for her to eat the cum that was now drowning her in it's warm slick embrace. As she began to slip away she couldn't help but wonder what her life would have been like if she had stayed around Brian for all those years.
You gonna cut the author's head off, or just blow him up?
Seriously, if a person of the Muslim faith is a bad guy in the story what's the big deal? Are there NO evil people who are Muslim or is that because society is too PC to call a spade a shovel.