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This Bloody Island Part 1: From England to Espana
"Bitch do you think that I was gonna fuck that contaminated pussy of yours? HELL NO! I rather fuck that no-talent actress/ho Debra Stephenson than you!"
I grabbed her by her throat with one hand and then slammed her through another table in the villa. Then I grabbed her by her hair and slammed her on the wall face first. I then started to drag her body on the floor all over the house making sure she hits everything on the floor.
I then stood her up and got myself ready to kick her in her crotch. She was barely able to stand but I made sure that she can by pulling her hair. I then put all of my power into that left foot of mine and kicked her right between her legs…BIG MISTAKE! Somehow most of my foot was inside her coochie! That bitch's cunt is like the Grand Canyon!
"Ah ha, I got you now you prick!" Shell said in her usual evil excitement.
So somehow with my foot still stuck up in her Black Hole she dragged me to an opening with two walls on the side. There I was in the middle of the opening not knowing what that bitch with the Mariana's Trench pussyhole was gonna do to me. Then she started to swing her body left to right, what that did was made my head and part of my shoulder hit each side of the wall alternatively.
"LOL, Now for the first time ever you're swinging both ways!"
I didn't find that joke funny at all. I rather be dead than to be swinging both ways, swingers/bisexuals are the lowest form of human beings on this planet. They are in the bottom of the gene pool, they're irrelevent, they're nothing but parasites, and they can't be trusted at all.
She eventually stopped the swinging because she herself was getting dizzy. For the first time in a while it looks like I was gonna get beaten, I was having a massive headache and I was also having double vision. I then remember what my master taught me in school: "Remember son, you can't always rely on your eyes. You have four others senses, so use them." Then I heard what sounded like a broken glass. I was thinking to myself Shell has broken some glass….oh shit! I remember Jim telling me his story of how Shell stabbed him with broken glass after she was performing foreplay on him.


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