Another Mama in Africa

Proud and free.

Full of defiance.

Confident on herself.

In dire need of some attitude adjustments.

I got her later.


I sure could not resist her.

I wanted her, and I got her.

Her days as a free bitch is over now.

She belongs to me.

I own her.

Sometimes I share her with others.

But I OWN her...

My 52th fuck and my 25th sexslave.





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Amusing Amanda

This is Amanda.

My 47th fuck and my 21th sexslave.

A streetwhore I once captured, and still keeps on to.

She never stops fighting back.

And that never stops amusing me.

I have by the way never really understood that interracial consept very much.

What's the big deal after all?

I just fuck them all.

Fuck'em Bigtime!

They're being ALL hoes.

ALL the way.

Yes I fuck'em.

Hard!

Long!

I outfuck them.

And that's what it is to it.

Whores getting what they need and deserve.

They are whores, I am a sperminator.

We do what we do.

We are what we are.

I am Shagman

I Shag!






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Swaggie

I have never seen a woman hold on to more swag i my life.

And I just HATE swag.

And I despise prostitutes.

So just try to comprehend how much I just LOATHED the sights of a swagging whore.

I shot this pic of her with that swaggy hat on, just to remind myself never to go soft on this one.

It is life without parole to her.

A lifetime of serving in my rapecaves and secret brothels.

Never will she have any swag to wear, or anything but her naked skin.

Nude she came to this world, and nude she'll swagger forever.

Every hole she got shall be filled with cock and sperm every single day.

Pregnant or not, fucking will happen 24/7

And when the babies pop out, she gets fucked only minutes afterwards.

I just call her Swaggie.

My 19th female, and my 5th  sexslave.

When I feel angry and need a real hard hatefuck, she's always my first choice.

Swaggie has been doublefisted anally and triplefisted vaginally.

She's been so often throated, that she never pukes anymore.

When I need a fuckmattress for serving masses of men, she's my number one.

Her cunt has taken bottles and broomsticks, and you name it.

She deserves the name, and she deserves the fucking.






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Ebonies

Ebony women have a little piece of every other women on earth.

Bitchy, but not as bitchy as asian women.

Crave childbirth, but not as craving as desi women.

Weak to lesbianism and substance abuse, but not as weak as blondes.

Short tempered and dominant, but not as pronounced as gingers.

And ebonies tend to be very proud and cocky as they mature.

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Deep Moaning Blues

I was very lucky to approach her just in this nice position.

She had already undressed herself for the night, and she was bending over, not seeing my swift advance.

I grabbed her just like a bear, with both arms around her from behind, and lifted her onto the bed before she seemed to comprehend the situation.

I have experienced for a long time that those lightning attacks give me a short window of opportunity, to get them on their back with myself on top of them, before they understand what is about to happen, and sometimes mobilize resistance.

And I attacked her buck naked, as I always do when possible, to further add to the shock and awe effect.

I prefer having them bound, but I've also learned that a quick salvo of sperm inside their vaginas makes them some kinda docile. So I held her hands by the wrists, and pumped not even one salvo inside her, but I kept on on the same erection, giving her a second swift salvo.

A well proven tactics can never be used enough, and it worked this time too. My internal sperm worked like magic, and she laid there in surrender, while I handcuffed her hands spreadeagle to each bedpole. I also bound her legs spreadeagle, to deny her the choice of lifting her legs up in the frog position to ease the streching from the pounding I had planned for her. 

She had already began getting a little bit paler.

"You ain't seen nothing yet." I told her.

She looked up in my face, bewildered and confused.
I stared right back at her.

"Who owns your pussy now?" I asked

Then I was watching her last little molecule of defiance vanish from her soul, as I looked her deep into her eyes, all pride being replaced with despair and the blues. I love the blues. And I put on some music, yes blues, that I've brought with me for this longtime session.

I never gagged her, because I knew I would have her all alone, and any screams she cried out would not be heard by anyone other than the two of us. And a gagged mouth cannot be kisssed, and I wanted to kiss her. This gorgeous divorcee was just too good to be left alone in that house, and I would even taken my time in jail for having her, not that I would ever get caught, but I really still would find it worth it.

Mature women always get so baffled when you kiss them on their mouth.
They never expect that to happen, and when a deep kiss is combined with a finger up the ass while the pussy gets load after load with sperm, they almost every time starts to drool.

My catch was no exeption, she drooled too, but best of all she was a true moaner, even so a deep moaner.
Screamers have their charme, but nothing compares to the extacy of having a longtime session with a true moaner.

"mmmmmmggh - mmmmmmggh - mmmmmggh"

Her deep moaning voice was perfectly suited to the blues music, with that tone of shame and abandoned hope. And some shorter "uh-uh-uh" when she got her hickeys on the breasts. Yeah, those boobs was very good  for biting and sucking I can tell you, and words cannot describe the wellness I felt by just feeling her. Feeling all of her. Her bare skin. Her legs, her hips, her thighs, her belly, her breasts, kissing her, squeezing her, fucking her, filling her up, hopefully impregnating her.

I was only planning to put her to place when I first decided to have a go at her, but after this heavenly treat, I just couldn't let her go anymore. I'm not perfect after all. Thou I try. I changed my mind on letting her go afterwards, and abducted her to my rapecave instead. Making her one of my favourites.

I wonder if she did see this comming when she divorced her man? Probably not, but divorcees often are so very short sighted. Anyway she had it comming, bitchy as she was, and she sure got me cumming also, time and time again.

She'd make a good mattress, a good whore, and a good mother.
Even if she refused to do her womanly duties at first, that was how she ended up at last anyway.
Them deserving divorcees.

Karma?

She've learned a great deal about sperm and effect by now, giving birth multiple times.

My twelfth fuck and my second sexslave.

And she've learned a great deal about The Blues.







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What being born a woman is all about

She was the bossy girl of some friend of mine, and she just so totally dominated him.

Always nagging and complaining, thinking that she was just so much better than everyone else.

Pro lesbian, pro choice.

We just could not stand for this anymore, and ganged up on her.

She became my ninth fuck, and I shared her with her former boyfriend, who from now on became her MAN with an M, and 10 other young boys.

Yes we really owned that bitch.

We came, we took her, then took her some more.

We all had her in every hole she got, and the bedpoles got marked all over, one after another, each mark representing a load of sperm into the bitch.

She screamed, she whined, she sobbed, she cried.

She rolled her eyes, she drooled, she gagged.

She rattled, she howled, she puked.

She got paler, she shivered, and she fainted.

Got woken up again, and more fucked, before fainting again.

It is always fun to see how many times it is possible to wake them up again.

She was tough, she did not go silent before the fifth da capo.

Yeah, she really got herself a long and hard lesson, regarding what being a woman is all about.

She started to treat her man with the respect he deserved afterwards (he was a good man) and she soon went into motherhood and devoted herself to familylife.

And all that bullshit about lesbianism and abortion, was never heard of again.

Or at least not heard of from her anymore.

Yes it is true.

Tarts can be tamed.

Bitches can be busted.

Justice will prevail.

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Mambo Number Five

She strutted around almost nude.

Wriggled her ass.

Bouncing her boobs.

Sexy legs.

Shiny wet, all sweat, carrying some water.

I took her for a slut, and I approached her in silence.

She laid down her water can, and she said something to me in her own language.

I did not understand a word, but then again, it was not a conversation I was after.

I was alone on this one, and I started the busting with a cuntpunt, and them gave her some quick bellypunches as follow-ups.

As she sank down on all four, I gave her another kick in the cunt, and she went face down in the mud.

After years of pratice I'm a quick stripper, both on behalf of myself and the bitches.

And neither of us had much to wear in the heat anyway.

I rolled her over om her back, spreaded her legs, held her arms, and I mounted her.

She just jerked her eyes and went into some kinda shock, as my cock slammed hard into her vagina.

As said, I first took her for a slut, but as it turned out she was only a bitch.

When her hymen was torn I realized that I had got myself a virgin bitch.

She was sweating enormous amounts, and she was shaking like a leaf.

I looked deep into her wide open eyes, as I took what was mine to take.

A moment ago she owned her pussy, but now that had suddenly changed.

It was like she could not comprehend that she was powerfucked now, and that her body now belonged to someone else but her.

After the first goo went spashing deep into her vagina, I just kept on riding her on the same stiff cock, just as I use to.

And I realized that she did not fight, she just laid there in shock and awe.

I released her arms, and put my left hand around her back, and my right hand around her asscheek.

Just so I could squeeze her body even better, and really feel every inch of her skin against mine.

I love feeling them really good, all nude.

This, and giving her the finger up the rectum, and kissing her on her mouth.

And making as many hickeys on her breasts as possible.

After 8 internal cumshots I was ready to let her go.

After all she was a virgin when I busted her, althou her nakedness told every man otherwise.

She had only fooled herself by doing this showoff, and now she had ended up as a sperminated ex-virgin.

She had only herself to thank for her misfortune.

Hopefully she had learned something from this session, althou one never really knows about females.

Some do learn, as some just keep on their slutty ways.

Anyway I pissed on her, to compensate for me sparing her ass from my cock.

I smeared feces on her face to make her remember to be a good girl from now.

And I dumped some trash onto her naked unconscious body, just to tell her what I think about girls strutting around almost without cloths.

The little clothing she had, I took with me.

She deserved to crawl home naked when she woke up later.

Hopefully her nude body could attract other men to rape her too.

It would please me, if so happened.

The more, the merrier.








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