Sharing is caring.

One beautiful thing about owning a car, is that you may easily travel around, sharing all the good things in life with others.

Opportunities may accure, that otherwise was unreachable.

Like this my 96th fuck.

Already well done, and on her way to more.

Destined for utter outfucking.

Spunked up good.

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The lady is a tramp.

Say hello to my 87th fuck.

She had a reputation of being a lady, but i knew better than going on that one.

I knew she was a tramp, picking up guys for fucking whenever she had the chance.

So I invaded her home with four of my sidekicks, all dressed up like the superheroes we truly are, busted her cunt wide open with a well placed kick, ripped her cloth of, carried her to the mattress, and we gave her the treatment she deserved so well.

We gave her the oldfashioned in-out in-out, both vaginally and anally, and for lenghty times that night she got it both ways simultanously, penetrating her pussy and ass in the sandwish.

It went on and on, allnight long.

And that I can tell you: she really was a moaner.

Deep whorelike moaning.

The kinda provokative moaning that only drives you into powerfucking them even harder.

She fainted eventually, but we kept on fucking her raw anyway.

First her rectum prolapsed, and finally her uterus too.

Only then, not a minute before, was we done with her for now.

We left our totally wrecked wench there, nude and spreading X, fucked as fucked can be, writing a letter to her by the bedside, for her to read when she woke up.

I told her that this nights treatment would happen to her over and over, untill she changed her trampy ways, and became the true lady she had the potential to be.

I was bluffing, ofcourse, but hopefully she did not realize that.

I chose to never go back, in case the police had some surveilance upon her home.

One can never be careful enough in my kinda business.

Cuntbusters

The japanese are a well organized people, as well as very dense populated.

In my strategic analyzis, I hence decided to not make any rapecaves in Japan, althou I really wanted, and some of them sluts there really could deserve some of it.

Instead I build up a vigilante organization.

I called it The Cuntbusters.

Cuntbusters was chosen because of both the early knockout blow who bears the same name, and because all the females that the vigilantes have ever busted, has been cunts.

Yeah, they may have been sluts. They may have been bitches, or even whores. But every single one of them were cunts, and they really had it coming for them.

This cunt here got busted while prancing around in the woods.

This cunt here got kicked in her cunt.

This cunt here got held strong by my The Cuntbusters greedy hand in each hard and foot.

This cunt here got her cloth stripped of her by force.

This cunt here got Fucked with a big F.

This cunt here got to be my 67th shag.

This cunt here got 12 men in a row, repeated 3 times.

This cunt here got left naked in the woods, all her clothing taken away.

This cunt here got to crawl home on all four, getting almost as sore on both her knees as she was down below (only almost thou)

This cunt here got to hospitalized a week before able to walk again.

This cunt here got herself tamed good.

She changed her ways from slut to choir girl.

Yeah, it was the best thing that could happen to her.

We really did some good work there.

We live to serve.

Aye.


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