The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 77
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 77...
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THE PLAQUE!
A hard slap again landed heavily on the woman's face. He screamed in pain and slammed painfully on the ground. Haven't had time to try to get up, suddenly his body was overpowered rough and heavy by Mance. Sitting tight locks the movement of both parts on as well as the legs.
“Do not, Kang!”
“Shut!” mance snapped while forcibly pulling the clothing hemisphere in the chest of Lastri to open freely and showed two stunning lumps in front of his eyes. The young man's eyes astonishedly glared furiously accompanied by a snort of hunting breath. Then he gripped and pressed firmly the two women's hands so as not to move a lot to cover the beautiful scenery earlier.
“Don't, Kang! Release!” jerit Lastri in the middle of his resistance efforts.
THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE!
“Aaahhh!”
Mance's treatment is getting louder. After slapping a few times, then his head down invaded the chest of Lastri with the bows of his lips enjoying two buds, as soon as the rest of the final cover of the woman's aura was forcibly snatched.
The endless slap that was received earlier made Lastri like a momentary loss of consciousness. His vision turned yellow with a humming sound deafening the hearing room for a while. No longer caring about his private parts little by little stripped until it is completely open and ....
“Aaahhhh!” lastri screams for the umpteenth time as Mance's waist begins to move forward, pushing strong and forcing. Provides tremendous pain and soreness at the end of the groin. “Do not, Kang!”
“For a long time I wanted to feel the pleasure of a woman's body! And now ... I have to get it from you, Lastri! Ha-ha!” mance growled amid the screams of agony of the woman who was under her crush.
Vain Lastri fought back. Slowly his body also moved softly in the treatment of Mance is very rough. He resigned and chose to be silent with warm tears streaming down the skin of his face that still feels sore.
“Astrichesaa!”
Slurping between his remaining half-consciousness, Lastri let out a startling cry from the figure above his body. I don't know what's going on. Suddenly the tightness that had been squeezing since, turned loose, accompanied by movements such as releasing and rising.
What the hell's going on?
The young man's eyes were shocked. Staring in fear at the figure of the woman he was enjoying his body. Then quickly dodge, rise away, slack back.
“S-who's k-you?!” mance asked half-cried in surprise. He pointed at Lastri like he was holding back fear. “K-you ... k-you ...”
His voice faltered while retreating more regularly away in the condition of not wearing a sheet of yarn was covered, after working Lastri. Suddenly he forgot the preoccupation he was feeling. Even though it has not been completed to reach the peak of intercourse that had previously bubbled great.
In Mance's eyes, Lastri's appearance suddenly changed. No longer an ordinary woman, but now it has become a scary figure. The smooth face that he had hit several times, now does not change the look of a creepy creature.
“Enggaakkk! Henggaakk! This can't happen!” peeking Mance repeatedly in the rest of his energy that suddenly disappeared and tried his hardest to rise up, intending to escape. “Not possible! You're not a Lastri! K-you ... k-you ...”
With great difficulty, the young man tried to shift his body lightly on the ground. No longer willing to flip the body, let alone stare at the creepy figure nearby. But suddenly, the movement of the young man stopped once both levels of his legs felt pain pressed down strongly.
There was no answer from the woman's lips. Slowly he bent down with his hands outstretched down and fingers dancing wildly about to reach. The direction to go is of course the typical point of Mance as a man. Then as fast as lightning moved forward and lifted up just like that accompanied the man's loud shrill full of pain.
BRET!
There was the sound of heartbreaking sounds like veins in the body being forcefully severed along with blood spurting in the air.
“Aaahhh!”
The screams of Mance's agony filled the environment. Obviously very very and difficult to explain clearly, except can only imagine for a moment.
“Hi-hi!”
Lastri laughed giggling with his hands pointing up at the sky and his fingers clutching something long bloody with a tassel of irregularly hanging veins hanging in the air. While between the screams of Mance's pain, the man stared at the bottom of his belly that was torn wide apart. Fresh blood splashed strongly from the open recesses of fresh meat without leaving even the slightest hint of its maleness.
“Ampuuunnn, Lastriiii!” mance's screams pleaded while enduring extreme pain. But the shrill voice did not also discourage Lastri to stop hurting, then without being burdened in the slightest he set foot right in the wound. “Aarghhhh!”
“Feel!” sumpat Lastri while giggling horror and brandishing objects in his grasp that he had forcibly removed earlier from the peculiarities of the man's body. “Basic ... lewd man! Hi-hi!”
“Aahhhhh! Sorry, Lastri! Ampuunnn!” cry Mance for the umpteenth time in the midst of her pain. He tried to break away from the footrest of Lastri by kicking him here and there. Until finally the young man's shrill scream came to a halt with his eyes widened and his mouth gaping wide. It happened after another finger attack the woman was hit hard, slashed through the skin of the stomach, then lifted up while pulling the whole inside. Blood splashed back violently floating in the air. Swept fishy with a sadistic reddening color.
“Hi-hi!”
After ensuring Mance's lifeless condition, slowly Lastri released his footing on the two male calves. Then walked staggering away from the place with a blank look looking forward without even a blink.
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“Buuu ..”
“Ibuuu ..”
The sounds of the call were faintly heard filling the listening room. Gradually the black nuance turned gray, yellowed, then bright whitened. Then a speck of light was present dazzling the view.
“Aahhh,” sigh Lastri groans softly.
Slowly he opened his eyelids. Groping for a moment while looking around.
“Ibuuu ..”
The female's eyeballs twitched in search of the origin of the sound, until it finally focused on two figures who were right near it. “Iyan ... Iyam ...” call Lastri so recognize. “A-what happened to Mom, son? I-mom .. i-mom ..”
The two boys and girls approached. Squeezing Lastri's arm with a look of puzzled face.
“So Mom went home and went to bed, Mom,” said Iyan slowly while watching the dried blood spots on her clothes and arms. “I-ini ... a-what stain, Bu?”
...SERIATE...