, that some nice tight pussy''''oh wow your so full, i can slide in and out so easy in your cunt little girl''''i think i mat have made you a real pus...y, ahhhh my god , turn like that hold your legs for daddy sissy slut, im not done you feel way too good on my cock, you gonna keep holding ur legs and look at me making you into a real girl now ''kissing me like a girl , fucking my cum hole deep bouncing down on the couch under his assault''no no wait, here hold you legs slut, up and spread''deep. I thought at the time that it was all over and I would get a chance to rest but to no avail. I felt hands lifting me off of the man I was sitting on and they led me around to the floor behind the last row of seats where the hands pushed me to the floor onto my back.One man straddled my chest and he began to rub his cock all over my cum covered face until he told me to open wide and his cock slipped inside and while his cock was fucking my mouth another man had my legs on his shoulders and he. There was my wife, completely naked on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed while a large, heavily built black man was kneeling behind her and pounding away. The whole bed was shaking and rocking which explained the banging noise I heard and he was grunting like a wild a****l. But the noise and words coming from my wife is what surprised me. She was yelling for more, more of his black dick, to fuck her harder and harder, that she loved his big black cock, that she wanted his cum, wanted. Treating their fellow man like property no better than furniture. Raping, pillaging, and burning innocent towns. Did God drop these creatures on their heads or did some wiring get crossed in their fragile simple brains? Still Humans worshiped the art of killing and death. What’s so poetic about men bleeding out and soiling themselves? What’s so musical about people crying out for their mothers or a merciful deity as their guts spilled onto the ground, soaking it with their filthy blood while.