"She will do something now, laughed mirthlessly.

" Ortiz

Jabbing four fingers up Rasha's cunt, he gripped it wickedly. Dragging the screaming girl by the cunt, he forced her to her knees before her naked father. "Suck his cock, you heathen bitch."

"Never! Not that! Kill us and be done with it! Aaaahh....PLEASE!"

"Get a leg-stretcher," Ortiz said. They held Rasha down on her knees. The stretcher was secured just above her dimpled knees. Laughing like ghouls, they spread the telescoping pipes apart. The girl shrieked and screamed in pain, spasms of agony racing through her thigh joints. They shoved her face against her father's

cock. Forcing her jaws apart, they put

the thick prick into her distended mouth. Bedlam reigned as she tried to pull her head away, and her father shouted curses to the four walls. Despite his efforte, Ali Arizza's cock stiffened in the warm confines of his daughter's mouth. One tormentor touched the girl's buttocks with a hot iron. The unexpected shock made her leap and clench her teeth on her father's prick. A roar of pain escaped his throat. Then, forcibly, her head was moved back and forth on the massive tool. Fra Ortiz was rewarded by seeing Ali Arizza about to climax. As the load of cum shot into her throat, her head was pulled back and held firm. The spouting cock