Insex_Cuntree_Revisited_Shon
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I’ve got a smallish camp and bait shop not far from the reservoir. Bill’s Bait. You never know what kind of garbage will come by, so I keep a knife handy, spending my hours whittling. I make all sorts of useful things to poke inside of whores. You see, I go fishing every now and then, but not with a hook and pole. I fish for whores. I never faced a twat that wasn’t a cockslut in some way. That means it doesn’t take long to snag myself one. I go for pretty, youthfull supersluts that are delicious and soft. And they fright up easy, like a gaggle of crows. So they end up being a plenty of of fun. Finer than TV. Me and the forest are buddies. Everything talks to me, every rock and tree and spot of ground. Even the thunderstorm tells me what to do with these whores. So out of respect for the woods, I put a woman someplace where varmints will come nuzzling around, or I’ll stand her on an anthill, or put some sowbugs in her cunt. Don’t know what it is about supersluts and bugs. They got this revulsion thing. The supersluts I mean. Bugs, on the other hand, enjoy raw cavities like caves, like the depths of rotted trees, like a whore’s raw cootchie and mouth. Take this one youthfull thing. I strapped her mid-body and mitts to a tree and a cock-squeezing leather truss around her neck. She was stomach sore and causing a fuss. So I pinned her super-naughty tongue inbetween 2 wedges and strapped them cock-squeezing inbetween her jaw. It didn’t shut her up all the way, but I thought she looked finer like that, tears pouring down that skimpy whore’s cheeks. I guess she should of thought of that before she began whoring around. I pulled her feet off the ground and put a plenty of of uber-cute bugs on her, then left her stringing up for a bit. Actually, I just left her for the rest of the night. By morning, she was real quiet, a off the hook girl. I asked her if she was prepped to spend some time on the ground. She nodded, her eyes and cheeks red. She had no what I had in mind. I’d already taken her mate out of the building and made her delve a hole. She was a good, heavy whore, one of the few that can be made to do a lick of work. I brought the other one over from her tree. Oh, she wasn’t glad when she saw that hole. By then, I guess she had learned a thing or 2 about me. I just enjoy rope. String and branches. That’s how I keep my girls. Anyway, I strapped her knees to her torso so she was folded up real pretty. Then I sat her down in the hole. I planted her like a tree. I crammed in dirt up to her neck and tamped it down. I didn’t water her just yet. That was for later. Plastic bags around a whore’s head gives them a off the hook look. Besides, whore’s eyes can make you drowsy and get you to let down your guard because they’re like rattlers, which is why I spandex hood them most the time. I stuck a bag over her skimpy head. Oh she howled. She made an terrible noise. That didn’t last for long as she ran out of air. Damn that makes me hard. I got myself off on that, then I determined I wasn’t done with her just yet. I cut a fuckhole in the bag and put a tube in her mouth. I thought she looked finer with dirt glazing her head. Just a mound romping up like ants had been busy. I laid down and took a rest. Catching supersluts is a plenty of of work. And I needed to catch me another one, because I wasn’t ended yet. I snagged one right off. Must have been my successful day. I made a tripod over a dirt fuckhole and draped the fresh cockslut upside down, booty backwards. Her mitts were tied behind her back. I taped a tube in that whore’s mouth just like I did the other one. Tubes are normal procedure with whore-girls. At first I luved dunking her in the muck and relocating her back up. That was hot. Then I got bored and just left her head submerged in it. She kept popping up, shooting dirt out of her tube so she could breathe. Too bad about that sighing thing. It’s always making them fussy, these girls. Yeah. She looked like she was wiped with shit. Because that’s what supersluts are anyway. They’re dirty, facialed in shit. They get all inside a man’s trousers and make him do things he regrets. So I’m just helping these supersluts to witness their messy ways.
I’ve got a smallish camp and bait shop not far from the reservoir. Bill’s Bait. You never know what kind of garbage will come by, so I keep a knife handy, spending my hours whittling. I make all sorts of useful things to poke inside of whores. You see, I go fishing every now and then, but not with a hook and pole. I fish for whores. I never faced a twat that wasn’t a cockslut in some way. That means it doesn’t take long to snag myself one. I go for pretty, youthfull supersluts that are delicious and soft. And they fright up easy, like a gaggle of crows. So they end up being a plenty of of fun. Finer than TV. Me and the forest are buddies. Everything talks to me, every rock and tree and spot of ground. Even the thunderstorm tells me what to do with these whores. So out of respect for the woods, I put a woman someplace where varmints will come nuzzling around, or I’ll stand her on an anthill, or put some sowbugs in her cunt. Don’t know what it is about supersluts and bugs. They got this revulsion thing. The supersluts I mean. Bugs, on the other hand, enjoy raw cavities like caves, like the depths of rotted trees, like a whore’s raw cootchie and mouth. Take this one youthfull thing. I strapped her mid-body and mitts to a tree and a cock-squeezing leather truss around her neck. She was stomach sore and causing a fuss. So I pinned her super-naughty tongue inbetween 2 wedges and strapped them cock-squeezing inbetween her jaw. It didn’t shut her up all the way, but I thought she looked finer like that, tears pouring down that skimpy whore’s cheeks. I guess she should of thought of that before she began whoring around. I pulled her feet off the ground and put a plenty of of uber-cute bugs on her, then left her stringing up for a bit. Actually, I just left her for the rest of the night. By morning, she was real quiet, a off the hook girl. I asked her if she was prepped to spend some time on the ground. She nodded, her eyes and cheeks red. She had no what I had in mind. I’d already taken her mate out of the building and made her delve a hole. She was a good, heavy whore, one of the few that can be made to do a lick of work. I brought the other one over from her tree. Oh, she wasn’t glad when she saw that hole. By then, I guess she had learned a thing or 2 about me. I just enjoy rope. String and branches. That’s how I keep my girls. Anyway, I strapped her knees to her torso so she was folded up real pretty. Then I sat her down in the hole. I planted her like a tree. I crammed in dirt up to her neck and tamped it down. I didn’t water her just yet. That was for later. Plastic bags around a whore’s head gives them a off the hook look. Besides, whore’s eyes can make you drowsy and get you to let down your guard because they’re like rattlers, which is why I spandex hood them most the time. I stuck a bag over her skimpy head. Oh she howled. She made an terrible noise. That didn’t last for long as she ran out of air. Damn that makes me hard. I got myself off on that, then I determined I wasn’t done with her just yet. I cut a fuckhole in the bag and put a tube in her mouth. I thought she looked finer with dirt glazing her head. Just a mound romping up like ants had been busy. I laid down and took a rest. Catching supersluts is a plenty of of work. And I needed to catch me another one, because I wasn’t ended yet. I snagged one right off. Must have been my successful day. I made a tripod over a dirt fuckhole and draped the fresh cockslut upside down, booty backwards. Her mitts were tied behind her back. I taped a tube in that whore’s mouth just like I did the other one. Tubes are normal procedure with whore-girls. At first I luved dunking her in the muck and relocating her back up. That was hot. Then I got bored and just left her head submerged in it. She kept popping up, shooting dirt out of her tube so she could breathe. Too bad about that sighing thing. It’s always making them fussy, these girls. Yeah. She looked like she was wiped with shit. Because that’s what supersluts are anyway. They’re dirty, facialed in shit. They get all inside a man’s trousers and make him do things he regrets. So I’m just helping these supersluts to witness their messy ways.
Added: 2014-07-02 • Views: 36 • Duration: 41:43
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