Dark red blood gushed freely across Natasha's bare chest, flowing down her side to form a puddle beneath her. Beth then pulled off Natasha's shorts, ...rinkling her nose at the stench and setting them aside.Sophie ran in carrying long strips of cloth. Together, she and Beth wrapped them tightly around Natasha's torso. Blood seeped through every layer, but its spread eventually slowed. Beth sighed, glad that the mad scramble was finally over. Maybe Natasha would still have a fighting. JJ smiled at Laura beneath him. She clung onto the recliner, her head thrown back as his thick cock pounded in and out of her arse. He gripped tighter still his pace not stopping. The slapping of flesh on flesh was striking. His body is now rigid, he leans back and lets out a loud groan. He pushes his cock deep into her arse, convulses, moans again, his face contorted. He must be pumping loads of cum into her arse. Laura too now is cuming. She is holding his arms to steady herself. Her body is. But I know you, he said, you like to do things different so???? Okay yes if that is okay with you. Well he answered, for me it is also different, to know exactly when you are fucking and with who while I am having a drink at the bar. He made me blush again… I went back to the kitchen to find my waiter and told him it was okay for 2pm and that I would wait for him in my room. Back to breakfast… I did not eat much and C and me talked a bit more about the waiter and me. There was some time left we. Those in the farmhouse were for later. That the farm workers were African meant little to these thugs. They worked for a white farming family, and that made them traitors to their own kind as far as these brutes were concerned.It took only ten minutes of brutality and violence to subdue the farm workers.Inside the house Bob Clarke and his wife held each other close. They were armed but had not intervened. The farmer's organisation had been adamant on a non-violent response. Fearing that a white.
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