She cried
and wiggled underneath me, her young body squirming in the dirt. My nigger cock popped out, thick and black and throbbing. I was
breathing really hard from the effort and from the anticipation. I took my knife out again. She was crying and I could feel her strong young
body move underneath me, soft and curvy. I moved my cock in-an-out, face fucking her. Good, I
couldn’t attack her while she was talking with someone else, but now the
coast was clear. I do a
lot of stealing from houses, so the rest was easy. She was pushing a stroller, and
there inside was a black baby boy about a year old. I punched her and pulled out my knife. Damn, I felt great. Meanwhile I was looking at the dark-hair
bitch, staring at the spot where her soft thighs touched and curved into
her short dress. Her big blue eyes were large
with fright and panic, and she was breathing rapidly. I was walking in a shopping
mall and I spotted my girl. Man, I was really scared someone had heard and called the cops.
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