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she didn't even want to imagine.

Little Joe's strong fingers gripped painfully into Pattie's sore buttocks, to give more power to his strokes. Deeper and faster he pistone in and out of her stressed pelvis as his passion surged toward climax. Foul words and grunts, disconnected and making no sense, began to gush wildly from his mouth. Pattie felt his penis stiffen even more and then she sensed the gushing spurts of his emission within her body.

A few more pounding strokes and he withdrew from her anguishe hole, his weapon Aripping as it sagged toward limpness. Fe grinned lewely at the other two black men and siad, "Fucking the shit out of snooty honky broad is sure good fun. Her hating it makes it even better, somehow, don't it?"

in the few moments of relative peace after this latest session of torment and rape, Pattie tried to make some sense in her own mind as to what was happening to her, and why she was the victim of this terrible ordeal. There might be some chance of escape or release if she could only understand why she was being so mistreate by these men and their black associates. They seemed a group that was organized politically in some way, but why had they picked on her as their victim?

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All her life, Pattie ha known that her father was wealthy, socially prominent, and politically active in conservative causes. childhood had been spent in a fashionable and protected manner, safe-guarded against any possible unpleasantness or even middle-class crudities. It was nice to be able to have everything you wanted or needed, but as she grew u even she began to resent and fight against