Low-Caste Whore

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‘What is it?’ George asked.

‘It’s a turd-penis – right? Kelvin said.

‘Yeah,’ Rohit answered.

‘Not to insult your husband, your marriage is a toilet!’ George exclaimed.

‘Yeah, and it’s wonder Simba hasn’t divorced you, Deepti!’ Paul cackled.

‘He’s never loved you, has he, mom?’ Rohit asked.
‘No, sir!’

‘How could he love an obscenity?’ Kelvin referred to the first time he’d fucked her.

‘He couldn’t, sir,’ Deepti replied as Simba startled George when he trotted into the living room and she accepted the dog’s pizzle in her cooze.

‘I-I-I… can’t… believe… my… eyes!’ George stammered, followed by Kelvin sneering, ‘God’s covering his in shame!’

But it wasn’t long until Simba unloaded in and withdrew from her vulva.

Recently, however, Rohit had begun studying auto mechanics at a tech school where he’d obtained a gas funnel.

Now, he rolled Deepti to her bottom, aimed the funnel’s spout into her vag and held it while cumming in it.

Next, Paul, Kelvin and George drained their balls into the device before Rohit discarded it.

‘Rape yourself!’ he demanded.

‘Yes, sir!’ Deepti said while inserting the dildo in her twat.

‘Destroy your filthy womb!’ Paul advised.

‘Yeah, bitch!’ Kelvin agreed.

Simultaneously, the whore was panting, as she did until she screamed through another climax – with Paul then saying, ‘Don’t forget that your Father still thinks you’re vile, you fucking manure-slut!’

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