. hey, I'm sorry," he blubbered.Keep them groveling, that's my motto. Off their toes and on their knees. All the way to the practice room, a sound pro...f room in the home of one of the woman gym coaches, I gave the guy the silent treatment. It was a kick seeing his huge hands strangling the steering wheel in impotent fury. This cat was a killer on the football field. They called him the "Monster Man" because he took such satisfaction out of breaking bones. And I had him chewing his lips and. Moore in the hopes that the boys would leave us alone.I guess we should have known better.Paul stood up and made a few announcements. Then he started telling a story. It was not, however, the kind of story you expected to hear around a bonfire at a boys camp. Certainly not from a camp counselor!His story involved the rape and humiliation of two virginal teenage white girls from the suburbs that had been tricked into getting off at the wrong bus stop in the city. It was a long story and he. .White gurlie-boy-whore, what’s your name?” “Rebeca,” I replied in my best femme voice. “Oh yeah? You a hot little white faggy-bitch, go on over in front of Tameesha and feed that white-bitch cock of yours to her in front of her husband. Really jam it into her throat…” I stood right in front of her and pulled her just over the end of the table so her head would droop down into perfect throat-fuck position. I watched myself and Tameesha in the mirror as this obviously intelligent and. He threw Anna's head loose with thudded against the two by fours upside down yet again. Her eye refocused just in time to see two hairy balls smack against her face as another penis hilted her tender mouth. All but a handful of hair had escaped her ponytail. The tangled mess of blonde hair once so meticulously cared for draped down onto the muddy floor where it. She felt the man step on it as he thrust his cock into her face. The newly wetted man pressed his cock into the small gap of cleavage.