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Leaning forward he said told her he was going to filll her pussy with cum to make the dogs more likely to eat it next. As he fucked her she cried out in pain fresh tears running down her face, she was in so much pain but also the humiliation of being ripped apart and fucked in public in fromt of the crowd was too much. The desi executioner shot his load deep in Janes cunt, he ribbed his cock on her cunt lips and moved away to watch the next part of her torture. It didnt take long for the dogs to finish eating, and true to his word the first dog went back between Janes legs and started to lick her again. The other dog took her left arm in his mouth and started to chew through her muscle just below her shoulder, even through her screams it was possible to hear the breaking of the bones in her arm as the dog went to work ripping it from her shoulder and eating the flesh. It was at this point that the most horrific pain hit Jane between her legs. The dog that had been licking her cunt had ripped her cunt lips off and was now chewing though her clit. Jane sounded like a wouded animal as her screams cut across the arena Fuck NO she yelled as the dog ripped her pussy apart taking the flesh into his mouth and eat8ing her. The dog proceeded to get his teeth into her pussy hole and rip it open so he could break her pelvis and chew the meat from the surrounding area Part two to follow As he walked past her bedroom he heard the unmistakable sound of his sister sobbing, crying out “What am I going to do? He’ll see it as soon as he comes home!” He paused at her closed door, concern rose for his sister as he could hear she was truly distraught about something. Curiosity caused him to open her door, to see who she was talking to, to find out why she was crying. She was lying on her stomach on the bed, propped up on her elbows, legs spread at a 45 degree angle, bent up at the knees swaying to and fro as she wailed into her phone. He briefly studied her denim covered butt, the long brunette hair that flowed over her shoulders in soft waves down the graceful curves of her back and the unbidden thought floated up from the more sinister parts of his psyche, for a fifteen year old she was pretty hot. “God Becky,” she cried, “he won’t let me near a car for years, I’ll be grounded until I die!” He stepped around so she could see him, she looked up, her face was a ruin of tear stained makeup, grief filled her reddened eyes. She caught her breath when she bengali saw him looking down on her, she lowered her phone and challenged, “What?” “What’s going on Morgan, what’s wrong?” His sister lifted the phone to her ear, “I’ll call you later Becky,” pause, sniffle, “Yeah, my brother is here.” She sat up, cross-legged on her bed and wiped her nose with a wad of tissue, “I screwed up big time, Daddy is going to kill me.” He sat on the side of her bed attentive. He liked his sister, they got on well, not like Mike or Ben who hated their younger sisters. They both swore those ‘bitchy cunts’ were the devil’s own spawn set on earth to ruin their brothers’ lives. Morgan wasn’t like that, they had a good sibling relationship and if she had a problem, he would do what he could to help. “What happened?” “I took the ‘57 out.” “You drove dad’s Chev? Your right, that’ll piss him off if he finds out but how could he if it’s back? I saw it when I came in. Can you even drive it, I mean do you know homemade how to drive it? Where did you go?” india indian She lowered her eyes to her lap and wiped them dry, the tissue came away with a smear of mascara, “I didn’t go anywhere, I just wanted to go up and down the driveway a few times but when I backed up I bumped Bhabhi into that garden gnome by the driveway and scraped a big scratch on the fender.” She looked up at her older brother, “He’s gonna kill me Brad!” “Oh shit” is all the encouragement he could offer just then. Morgan was right, their father had owned the 1957 two door Chevrolet Bel Air since high school and just two years earlier had it restored like new. It cost him a ton of money but to him it was worth it and he was hyper sensitive about its appearance and condition. “Come on, show me.” She blushed and was about to say something when I hear, “She is ONLY 2 years older than me and I am NOT a baby.” That was why she had left the ship the first place, to try and prove that she was more than just the slut in a uniform they had made her out to be. 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