Dr Tom and Lisa

                                                                   Dr Tom and Lisa

                                                      Chapter 8 Family Vacation, Jamaican Style

                                                      by roccodadom44

                                                      roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

              

           Well, its almost here, sighed an edgy Lisa, a she soaked in the oversized tub. As Ida, continued to reheat the hot, soapy, water, Lisa focused on the family vacation coming up, as they were not a typical family, it fuck sure wasnt going to be a typical family getaway. They would be taking Levi, their adopted Jamaican son, with the fattest cock in the world, as far as her, Ida, and Jen, Lisas daughter, were concerned, they had tried it enough to know. Jen had a date lined up with Robert, the most elgible man in Jamaica, Lisa was so hoping they hit it off. That Harold, Lisas racist, toad fiance was coming along, had no idea about the shit that was going to erupt in his face once they were in Jamaica, made it so fucking hot, Lisa started to massage her throbbing clit, in no time, Ida, the best maid/adopted daughter for a kinkypiggy like Lisa, could ever want, went tongue crazy on her Mistrss/Mommas cunt and shit hole, relaxing Lisa, she could just smile at all the fun they had coming,she focused her joy on Tom jr, her fag sons coming demise, he would be taking a one way trip to Jamiaca, as he was to be given to the hardcore OBEAH, to do as they pleased. Wow, her life was sure complicated, mused the temporarly sated cunt,she went back to luxuriating, what every princess does best, stay pretty till the fucking starts.

   Jen was at Harolds house pretending to be interested in him and his boring parents and tight assed little brother. When she had gone to the bathroom, she caught Peter, Harolds seventeen year old brother playing with his fat cock,she giggled that Peter got all the cock in the family,as Harold was four inches tops, but his little brothers fat cock was eight inches at least,Jen locked the bathroom door, went suck crazy on Peter, the youngster shot a gallon of sperm down her needy throat. Swearing the little horn toad to secrecy, they rejoined the dimwits, exchanging smug grins, as Harold pontificated about anything and everything, Jen wanted to fuck Pete right there, would have, except the lure of Harolds coming black shock in Jamaica was to powerful, she thought of it hourly, as the day neared, her passion growing like a sweeping forest fire. She wanted to be immersed in superior black cock, she was done with the faggy rich white boys, though Peter gave her hope for her race, she mentally reminded herself to get back to Peter, after Jamaica, she wanted to explore his fat cock,see if he was a potential mate, he would have all his parents money, with Harold out of the picture. Jen was overcome by the giggles, thinking of her dull brother and her loathesome fiance getting crushed down Jamaica way, it was all so fucking hot.

  Tom, as usual was doing yeomans work, getting everything ironed out. They were going first class down, but coming back, Tom jr would not be making the trip, Harold would come back coach,if at all, as his life would be over, his blacking would be all taped, sent to all his friends, classmates, relatives,of course his mom and dad, who would disown him pronto, Tom knew, the tight assed christian phoneys. They were staying at the same compound, same cottage that they occupied thier first trip, except Jen and Harold would sleep in the other room, at least in theory. After the first night, Harold would be turned over to the OBEAH for a crash course in reeducating the racist pig. Tom jr would not even come here, as he would be taken straight to the OBEAH farm for training and farm chores,fun, fun, fun, not. Ida, their sexbot maid/daughter would be staying behind entrusted to the care of Toms friend, Doctor Roger, a single eligible guy, as Lisa wanted to see if maybe Ida could be a bride, and then they could get another project cunt, His wife was always thinking,he adored her for it, her ability to get wild, it was so fucking stimulating.

  As Lisa rested her head on Toms shoulder, enjoying the wine in first class, she hoped she always felt this complete, she adored her husband, was so proud of Jen, the awakening she had experienced the last several months, treasured the maturing of Ida, who had the hardest life growing up, abandoned at five, to a childhood of sexual abuse and slave labor. well, she had gotten her GED, started taking college classes, had written several short stories, hard, brutal stoires, that Tom and Lisa thought profound, better yet, highly readable, Lisa had sent them to a friend, a literary agent in NY, and he was blown away. When they returned from Jamaica, they would sit down with the agent and talk it over, that Ida could be a great writer filled Lisa with pride for her slutpig maid. Levi, sweet Levi, Lisa mused about the wildness of adopting her young black lover, right in front of her fag sons horrified eyes, it was so fucking hot, to have Levi as her son, fucking her and Ida and Jen, whenever he desired, sweet, That he was such a nice gentle soul only made it so much more complete, he would attend Harvard on scholarship, premed, just like his new dad, Tom. As she nodded off, Lisa smiled that the nightmare named Tom jr, was soon to end, this so relaxed her, not to have to justify her sons outlandish lack of any manly traits, he didnt have to be a fucking macho man, but the lisp he had affected lately, made Lisa want to cut his tongue out, she giggled while sleeping, visioning Her ripping fag boys lispy tongue out, while Tom fucked him up the ass.

  Tom loved that his sexy wife giggled while sleeping and knew it had to do with his retarded son, who was sitting by himself, heavily medicated, dressed regular, all his bruises covered by makeup, he just looked like a typical moody, spoiled american teenager. Jen sat with Harold, pretending she was happy, Tom loved his hot daughters command performance, as he knew how much she hated the clown. He coached her how much better the shock, when she turned on the buffoon. Levi gave Tom a smile as he went back to reading his paper, Tom loved his sons want to learn, to better himself, against all odds, unlike the fag, loser junior, Tom felt his stomach sour at the thought of how much his real son, the rotten fag, had disappointed him and Lisa. He swung out of the doldrums, cheered by the pilots annoucement that they would begin their descent in ten minutes.One hour tops, junior was on his way to hell where he belonged, that obnoxious bastard Harold would be getting a wakeup call. He smiled at the way he had changed plans,at first he wanted Harold kept in the dark till the second day when they brought him to OBEAH, but he had revised things. He discreetly told Lisa, Jen and Levi that they would start on Harold as soon as they got to the beach cottage, fuck it, why wait, the others were hot for it,as the bloviating windbag, hadnt shut up the whole flight, Jen gave her dad a sacastic glance, not listening to her fiances endless verbal diareha,Tom pointed to his watch,signally her soon, soon.

  Jen smiled at her Dads watch pointing, again wondered if her ear would really fall off from Harolds nonstop babbling, she wanted to haul off and smash his teeth in, She didnt want to slap him, She really wanted to bust his teeth in, She smiled at her Mom, who she knew had given her this freedom, to take what you wanted, she wanted Harold destroyed, not just humiliated, completely trashed, that was how much she hated him, that he was back on how weak blacks were, within earshot of the clearly superior Levi, made Jen fume, Harold actually commented on her anger, thinking she was upset at the thought of blacks. If only the clod knew, that earlier Levi and her had snuck into the first class head and fucked, standing up, not a great lay, but Jen needed it to keep sitting next to her fiance, who insisted on trying to paw her, which made Jen shiver with disgust. She caught Levis eye, he discreetly rubbed his crotch, Jen smiled at how sexy her new brother was,she could tone out the perpetual windbag next to her. The captains announcement, caused Jens cunt to fire up again, she was so going to enjoy this trip.

      Freedom, thats what Lisa smelled on the ground in Jamaica, she felt such comfort to be back here, the place that changed everything, and possibly her and Toms home for six months a year, she regretted that the villa Robert helped them buy was not complete yet, they couldnt use it till next year, oh well. There was always a warm sensual breeze blowing, Lisa mused, like it was meant to remind you how horny you were, she needed cock, scanned all the hot black guys around her, their man smell perfuming the sweet air, Jesus, she was ready to fuck right here, she giggled, at the thought of her and Jen on the baggage conveyor, naked, being used by every big cocked native available. She was feeling the absolute joy she knew the impending violence would release, she wonderd how Jen listened to the fucking pasty white blowhard, drone on and on, even the fag steward rolled his eyes, thats saying something, the whole fuck flight. Harold was a fucking dolt,Lisa knew it was going to be brutal, it had to be brutal, Levi alone had many and numerous slights and insults to square away with the blob. Lisa had started calling Harold the blob, not only because of his belly, but more for his lack of backbone, he was a broad, in the worst sense, just sitting around, blabbering, doing nothing, ever, but blabbering. He made Lisas skin crawl, that this nothing had every thing handed to him, the best of it all, his parents were worth way more than Her and Tom, though Lisa knew She and Tom had way more fun, that was the difference. Wouldnt his rich stuffy blowhard parents be shocked when Harold returns home a broken, destroyed, slavish retard. And that Jen was hot for Harolds little brother, that was rubbing it in, you have to agree, that was way cool.

   It was all so sad, Tom, was fixtated on the abject poverty that was most of this beautiful island, some had all, most had none, a dangerous mix, as the most might get pissed, then the few were stuck on an island with many savages wanting blood. They needed a business plan, industry, they had cheap, hard working labor, they only had to sell it, the Doc figured the rich here liked things the way they were. He rethought his lofty goal to push Robert to run for prime minister of Jamaica,a complicated parlimentry democracy, Tom would be his mentor. That he saw bad shit coming didnt stop him from drinking in the smiling sexy faces of the big coalblack women, who knew how to fuck, were built to take cock, they all seemed horny, maybe his wife was right, that the air pushed you to be wild, all he knew was he wanted to start fucking, as he watched his slutty daughter, in a mini, shake her ass as she strutted in front of him, he wanted to see her getting blacked, it was going to be wild. He smiled that like mother like daughter, watching Lisa scope out the cock parade, he chuckled that he had it all, he eyed the sluggish Harold, mouth going, though Jen wasnt even pretending to hear, good for her, he relished the clowns coming fifteen minutes, when this trip was over Tom hoped he never had to set eyes on dopey Harold, or his cowardly failure of son, for that matter, Tom jr, who was quickly handed off to two muscular Jamaicans, who would bring the drugged up fag to OBEAHs private ranch to begin his training as a slave. That both these pieces of shit had it all, he looked at the poor, but dignified people around him, he knew wealth was not fair, some had who had no business having, others deserved, had earned through their grace and character, more than they would ever recieve. He went back to Ida, loved his wife for shining their diamond off, Ida would be famous one day, of this Tom was sure, he was no fag literture major, but he knew real writing when he saw it, dear Ida could tell a story, that was so satisfying to his soul, people could climb out of the sewer and shine.

  Jesus, they all have huge bulges in their pants, smiled Jen as she took in all the men around her, this was paradise, as she held Harolds fat, sweaty, pudgy paw, she started picturing each handsome, manly, black she saw beating Harold senseless, she was in a great place, it was all so close, she needed to hurt this scumbag, alot. So close, she counseled herself, just pretend a little longer, but when Harold tried to kiss her, Jen freaked, excused heself, she was stunned that she violently puked in the ladies room, she was so revolted by her fiance, that it made her physically, fucking ill. Lisa, as she helped up her stricken daughter, told her that this was good, Jen would feel such highs when they got into Harolds shit. Jen giggled at how much she really hated him, when she asked her Mom what happens if she got carried away, Jen loved the answer, thats what Dads for, to make everything kosher. She didnt want Harold dead, wanted him around to depise for ever, had a thought of marrying Peter, Harolds big cocked little brother, wanted Harold to be the best man, wouldnt that be funny, in a completely silly way. But she needed to revel in his blood and pain, who knew where that would go, she was on fire. Listening to all his bitter drivel about inferior blacks, Jen was apalled that a guy educated in the finest schools could delude himself so deeply. She knew a sissy, weak whiteboy like Harold, was petrified of the big cocked, scary black man, this humored Jen so nicely, she would make sure the fucker admitted who was superior before this trip was over, she planned on turning Levi loose on her faggy fiance, she wanted blood, she would get it.

    The excitement was thick, Lisa felt it digging at her sensitive flesh, as the limo pulled up the private cottages bright white conch shell driveway.Levi, Jen, and Tom all wore the same half smile/ half sneer, causing Lisa to giggle, as Harold went on an on about the lack of pride these people had for their country, blah, blah, blah, sighed Lisa. She was still facinated, grossed out to be sure, but fascinated the same, at this dolts bubble of cluelessness. As she studied his ugly, fat red face, she pondered his sad state and realised she would have no moral qualms choking him to death, this made her giggle louder, Harold wasnt leaving this island, she amused herself with reasons for Harolds demise, scuba accident was just flashing out, Harold had told everyone he was taking Jen scuba diving in Jamaica, it was there, that Harold woud be fish food, seemed so, so right. Robert standing on the front veranda caused Lisas mind to go blank, she really was blown away, had to control the urge to run and leap into this special mans arms, but the game played on, when Harold assumed Roberet was a porter, tried to hand him his bag, Lisa, and the others, started to outright laugh at his moment of fame.

  Tom was amazed at the blue of the sea, it screamed solace, it made you seek simplicity, it calmed your soul. That was that, He was all in, he couldnt wait to one day live here, full time, he wanted to fix this place, he also wanted the freedom for Lisa and He to live openly wild sex lives, that was the jewel, to work OBEAH into a real power, not just black, but all superior humans, their arent that many, Tom mused, united to rework society, also to use the inferiors for their enjoyment, laughed Tom. As he was deep in thought, Tom had to consider if Harold really tried to hand his bags to Robert, the fucker had. White light anger flashed in Toms head, he was wild with fury, but the laughter of the others calmed him, got him back into big picture view, that Harold so insulted Robert only made the coming storm of abuse that much more satisfying, he genuinely felt his need for blood pulsating through his body, as if his nerves were all screaming for violence, it would be quick, he knew, as Lisa did, veterans of many snuffs, Harold had brought out the deepest, the most savage of impulses of everyone here, it was palable, as they all laughed at the stupid confused sack of shit before them.

   Jen was really on edge, she needed to get this loser away from her, Harold was talking, a mile a minute, into her ear, She wanted to scream.He couldnt let it go, his petty hatred for anyone not just like him, it was all so sad really, thought the fired up Jen. Tuning needle dick out, she saw how green everything was, how blue the sea shined, inviting you to enjoy, the mellow breeze followed you everywhere, cooling you, keeping the insects away, the sun seemed to invade your body, charging you, making everything erotic, sensual, passionate, electric. Again, the staggering acceptance that her parents were so fucking cool, no college coed wanted to make that admission, but Jen knew she would scream it from her dorm building, she was blessed, as she watched her Mom checking out the gorgeous hunky black guy, moving towards them,  the horror as Harold insulted this guy, clearly superior in everyway to the sweating, smelly, troll. Wow, Jen only marveled at her rage, she moved as though propelled by a huricane of anger, pushing Harold so hard in the back, the unsuspecting fool went face first into the sharp crushed shell driveway, with a resounding splat. She felt her cunt opening, wettening, she wanted blood, she wanted cock, man cock. As Harold started to get up, Jen giggle as her Mom got him with a high heel to the head, sending fatty face first again, where he lay, crying, with pathetic snorts, honks, and sobs, yuck was all Jen thought, was it to much to ask the jellyfish to at least suffer like a man. But really she was hoping the god hugging Mom was Robert, cause she would marry that perfect looking man right now, she giggled, sounding just like her Mom, who heard the giggle, beamed with pride for her sexy daughter. .

   Lisa couldnt believe how good it felt to have Roberts hard, strong arms wrapped around her, enveloping her in his maleness, his muscles rippling against her, she could feel his massive cock, soft but fat, rubbing against her belly, and Lisa wanted it,oh fuck she wanted it, but this silly fucker crying at her feet was gonna get fucked up first. Lisa needed to see him hurt, real pain for this ugly toad. That he had ever put his inferior dirty worm into her daughter outraged Lisa, she knew she wanted to castrate Harold herself, a Mom needed her justice. He was really weak, crying, not even trying to get up and fight,calling Jens name over and over. That Jen had her tongue down Roberts throat, had Lisa cackling, Levi and Tom roughly got fatso up, Lisa got in his face, she did the honors, let porky know the score and she was on, she felt it flow, her verbal bashing, stripping Harold of all pretense of respect, she had him turning white, sputtering, when she told him she would personally remove his tiny balls, he actually tottered over, the coward fainted. The feeling of euphoria flooded Lisa, the power she had, to make this loathsome cretin blackout, wow, she felt godlike. What the fuck, sighed Lisa, Harry needed to die, pure and simple, Lisa would not sleep soundly knowing this ugly lardass was alive, that made it final.

    Tom had to tip his cap, his wife was the best, she really ripped faggy a new one, verbally. That he was that sackless, to pass out from words, Tom knew they would kill him here, now, his shelf life had expired. Tom chuckled at Robert and Jen, trying to suck each others face off, though he loved it more when they broke it and talked tenderly to each other,only to each other, as if the world became theirs, only theirs, that was a big step in the right direction. Levi, Tom sensed, was baffled by Harolds behavoir, Tom easily cleared it up, telling his son, that people like Harold, weak, snivelling bullies, always roll over and give up. When Levi said he wanted the fucker gone, Lisa and Tom gave him a tender hug, Jen and Robert joined in, and Tom felt full of love, ready to have a party, but first they would all feel better if Harold moved on,Tom pulled Robet aside to get things organized. In no time Robert had invoices proving they all went diving this evening, he would fix the body, but told the amused Tom, that he wanted to surprise the ladies with Harolds ultimate death, Tom could wait but he nudged Robert outside,as he heard faggy scream, he wanted some of that action.

   Still woozy, that was Jens feelings, Robert had really swept her off her feet, he was the real deal, smart, handsome, rich,  Jen swooned at the feel of his lethal weapon, still soft, three times Harolds lenght and girth, Jesus, Jen wanted that, wanted all this fucking hotness, this was truely paradise. Whem Dad took Robert inside to set up Harolds offing, Dads words, She and Levi and Mom tied up the coming around whiner. Christ, hes so weak, so not a man, Jen really wanted him gone, more she wanted to feel that release, ending this trolls wasted, ugly life, she knew she would be her Mom, that was so fucking righteous, she really could feel her skin tingling, as Harold started yelling, when he called Levi a nigger, Jen, with no forethought, smashed his face with her wine glass, opening a nasty three inch gash on the crybabies fat, acne scared cheek. He did at least stop shouting, as if even his stupid little brain could see this was serious, Jen giggled, as she studied his confused, dull eyes seeking some explanation in hers, she started to drive her heel into his fat belly, Lisa joined her, and Levi started kicking the again screaming fags head, Jen dug the blood, dug the noise, when Levis boot took out several teeth, they lay on the white broken shells, Jen thought, rather absurdly, that Harold had yellow teeth, the fag. The way the loose flap of skin had peeled back from his fat face amused Jen, she wanted to yank his skin off, wanted him stripped of his cowards skin, that made her cunt throb, physically throb, thats powerful shit.

   Fag, Lisa hated him, he was out cold, they had only just started, fuck, he was worthless, she wanted cock, the thought of just strangling him made her smile, but she knew Robert and Tom would want a pound of flesh, so she helped Jen strip Levi, they both took turns sucking his mighty manly thing, it was so sweet tasting, Lisa knew it was basted in her daughters clam juice, which made her happy, though, she would be real happy, when it was Roberts cock that had been in Jen, God, she wanted Robert to marry her girl, knew it was the right thing, knew it would give Jen such a wild life. She had gotten most of fattys clothes off, Levi cut the rest off, sticking porkys belly a few times, drawing little dribbles of blood, dripping into his many rolls of soft, sissy belly blubber, Jen was thinking of deskinning him, it wigged her, but it also drove her clit like it was a cock. It felt fucking amazing, Jen was ecstatic at the feelings flooding her, her cunt had a minor cum, her nipples were rock hard and throbbing, her brain was floating in a happy place, as she tore the flap of skin, expanding it to yank off a four inch by three inch hunk of uglys face. Lisa was bursting with love for her baby. She knew it was the kind of thing she would of done, she got Jens hate, what Harold represented to her, her old life of settling, well, as Lisa looked at the hideous, naked blubber boy, still yakking, sprawled on the ground, like so much litter, that shit sure had changed. That her face was feet from Harolds when the skin came off was neat, she could hear it tearing, that got her clams attention, in a sloppy, piggy kind of way, Lisa dug his hollowed out bloody cheek, she hucked a nasty fat gob of thick spit into it, telling the near delerious clod that his clock was running out.

    This is about right, that was Toms reaction, as he and Robert returned to the waiting carnage. He was so proud of his daughter, as she stood over Harold, taunting him, waving his bloody skin at him, she was Lisas daughter, no doubt. Lisa, Tom noticed, had the bloodlust look, Tom knew if he was gonna get in on the fun, he better be quick. Well, he was the take charge type, in no time it was decided that the guys would give Harold a proper cocking before the girls sent him on his way, they had the whale bent over a chair and tied down to await his next ordeal. Tom felt real lust as his fat cock drove up Harolds tight, shitcoated stinkhole, Jesus he could scream,  he was using the n word again, not bright, thought Tom, as he continued to deep drive the fools ass. Whenever Lisa got Levi and Robert to pry open Harolds mouth, she savagely ripped out the losers tongue, roots and all, using a pair of needlenose pliers, Tom came so hard, he felt his balls trying to climb out his pisshole, the fucker had squeezed so hard when his tongue got yanked, that Tom couldnt get his still hard cock out, when it did plop out, shit poured out of the retards fat ass, to everyones delight.

    He looked so gross, laughed Jen, as she looked at her fiance bent over the chair, waiting to get fucked like the bitch he was. His ass was hideous, fat, hairy, pimply, shit stains everywhere, yuck,yuck, yuck. Jen loved the way her dad got after stinkys ass, her Dad could fuck, she loved the way Harold went on and on, how he was going to press charges, sue them, get his father after him, between screeches when Dad drove his fat meatpole balls deep, Jen used this time to tell her fiance about how much she enjoyed Peter, Harolds little brother, Harold cried, Jen laughed, Tom came, win, win, win. As Jen watched transfixed, her Mom yanked the fuckers tongue out,Jen was right there, a simple breeze blowing on her clit would cause her to go off, she was that close.

     When Robert revealed his massive twelve inch black beauty, Jen was dizzy, it was love at first sight, even more his huge, potent, swinging balls, cried man, she was fevered, awash in lust, needed Robert to ever be happy, knew he was meant to breed her, that made her glow. That Dad had him wait till the passed out wimp came to, Tom had given him a shot a adrenelin, used a large woodwork clamp to staunch the blood flow from the missing tongue, everyone agreed he looked cute,in a complete loser kind of way, with half his face peeled off and the clamp sticking out of his tongueless, missing some teeth, battered mug. Wow, Jen loved his patheticness, when Robert took Harold, it was so cool, she studied Harolds wracking body,as Robert went all twelve inches up his colon. It semed like Harolds eyes would actually leave his head, as Robert would bottom out, all the air would expel from his mouth and nose, flinging blood, spittle, and snot, poor, poor, Harry, he was a lunatic,smirked Jen, as she spit in his face, as Robert finished rutting the racists bloody ass with a comical fast and furious climax, leaving him winded and Harold mad, completely insane.

  Lisa loved it when Harold let out the silliest gurgling noises as Levis five inch wide cock got to work destroying his bloodied shitchute, that Levi was spanking Harolds fat pasty white bottom, was getting Lisa so hot, Levi was a man, a man any Mom was proud to call Son, Harold was a boy, that was that. Lisa reveled in waving Harolds bloody, ripped out tongue, in his face telling him she shut his ass up good, real good. When Levi would pull out they all got a kick out of the wide open shit canal, they all pissed down their, like it was their right, Levi fucked the pissed up, shit basted, blood soaked colon like a wild man, Lisa giggling that Harolds eyes had become crossed, he was going over the edge, she loved it, he should of shut his annoying, fat, racist mouth, oh fucking well, it didnt matter anyhow, he was a short timer, she knew this, as she watched Tom and their daughter taking turns punching their fists up Harolds destroyed ass, they were trying to break his intestines, Tom telling them of the pain the shit would cause entering his stomach.They hit pay dirt when both had a hand up his ass till the elbow,as Harold made amazing noises, for someone with no tongue.

  Tom was loving frenching his daughter, while their arms rubbed side by side buried up his broken ass, coated in loser boys shit and blood, pushing their fingers up and through his intestines walls, causing the piss and shit to enter his blood stream and stomach, poisoning him, but also causing intense pain as the toxins burnt into his innards. This was a beautiful start to a tropical vacation, Tom pondered, when they both pulled their arms out, the blood and shit flowed, faggy went white and silent. They all marveled at his fat celluited ass, that a guy had celluite creeped out Tom, how fucking sorry was that, Jesus, what a creep. Giggling that he never thought of it, he just punched the losers face, getting a little reaction, of course everyone needed a shot, the fucker got his face busted good, spit, verbal shots rained down on his broken soul, Lisa stuck the severed tongue up harrys bloody cum dump telling him to eat his own shit, Tom knew he was gone, now he wanted to fuck. They left the fucker sprawled in the hot sun,naked, broken, insane, his tongue sticking out of his ruined anus, everyone went inside to fuck, air conditioned, for sure.

   That her parents sent her and Robert to the main bedroom,alone, meant so much to her, she really wanted this to be right, she was so nervous, he was a God, she only wanted to please him. He was so tender as they showered, massaging her tingling skin with his hard, strong hands, hands that were fucking huge, Jen giggled that it was true, large hands large cock, as she felt Roberts foot long cock poking her butt, she was getting light headed, needed Robert to bed her, get it done, like it was her virginity, in a way it was. He was so sweet, she cried, he was so tender, she shivered, he was strong, she surrendered, it was love, Jen knew it was love, as she rode a series of incredible orgasms, she felt out of her body, in a different place, that was all new to her, she held Robert, as if to never let go, he didnt mind, he smiled that sure smile, Jen came, just from rubbing against his hard, shiny, black skin, it was magic time. She actually dozed off, awoke to find Robert singing softly,a tender ballad, she could only do what she felt, she tried to swallow his cock, all twelve inches, she couldnt, but she took more than half, they both laughed at her desire to have him, he soothed her telling Jen he was crazy about her, wanted to spend this time getting to know her, that was all she needed, that he was at least interested in her.

   Lisa couldnt take another orgasm, not right now, as she just ripped off three stunners,picturing Harolds bloody broken body, of course, thanks to Tom and Levi savagely double porking her, with much tit pulling and ass spanking, just the way Lisa needed it, as if all the violence needed to be capped with rough sex. Feeling Toms and Levis cocks rubbing through her thin inner walls thrilled her to no end, it made them all together, not only did it give her great cums, but it also played into her maternal needs, her hubby and son were both satisfied with Moms slutty ways, that was cool. As she sat on Levis lap, idly stroking his awakening club, she was enthralled with how well Tom had Harolds departure laid out, she even appreciated Roberts unwillingness to let on about the surprise ending to the fag, though she offered to let Tom assfuck her if he let on, he only laughed and replied that she would beg him to bugger her if he simply waited long enough, she smiled that he was right, besides, she knew Robert had the best surprises. Levis hands were so fucking hot on her tits, working her nipples into a fenzy of tingling, jangiling nerves, her cunt was leaking, her ass was leaking, giggling at her sorry self, Lisa was content to listen to Jen fall in love on the end of Roberts manmeat, music to Lisas ears.

  As Tom smoked the over sized joint, passing it to Lisa and Levi, he felt calm, but he knew they would all get heated up when they returned to the driveway and porky, his image saddened Tom, what a waste of life he was, had no business going on, of that Tom was sure, he was looking forward to Roberts surprise ending, while watching Levi make Lisa squeal with his finger assault of her cunt and tits, the bedroom door opened and, arm and arm, naked, looking like a God and Goddess, came Robert and Jen. Jesus she never looked more beautiful, more like her mother, she sparkled, Robert had made her a woman, Tom was beaming, beaming with pride and joy for his little girl, though he smiled at how she walked slightly bow legged, he saw the spermies slowly running down her reddened thighs, mmm, daddys little girl was all full of spunk. He loved the feeling of ease the dope gave him, why hurry, everything would play out, that was Toms mind set, just let all the craziness play out, he was along for the ride, he understood it was Lisas and Jens show, they needed to prod Harold into oblivion, where the dull bastard belonged.

  Jen thought her mom looked hot, her tits all red, her ass brighter, her cunt and ass dripping splooge, Levi continuing to make her squirm with glee, at his violent finger work. Her Dad looked cool sitting there smoking a bone, his cock dripping Mom juice, looking so powerful, truely a mans man, Robert had told her over and over how much he loved her Dad and respected him, that meant something, that meant everything. She still felt empty, missing Roberts manhood in her, her cunt was begging for more, itching, wettening, pulsating, alive, her whole body was alive, She giggled at the picture of Harold, beaten, bloodied on the ground, everyone laughed along with her. She loved how Dad quickly annouced everyone was to shower, dress for dinner, they would send the blob on his way.

    Lisa remembered this boat, last time she was on it she was naked, bound, being taking to an OBEAH party by Robert, an evening that profoundly changed her life, she hugged those warm rememberances, giggled as she watched Robert catering to Jens every need, hopelessly in love, Go Jen Go, Lisa didnt think she could be happier, but she smirked that Harold had potential, the coming demise of Tom jr had the chance to send her to happy land for an extended stay. Jesus, its perfect, she took in the green hills meeting the white sands, meeting the azure blue Carribean, it was all so perfect, she wouldnt even mind sitting on a boat while Tom fished, it was the ocean back home, the angry, violent North Atlantic that she hated, feared, never wanted to be at its finicky, violent mercy. The boat just glided, as she sipped her new fave drink, a vodka collins, old school, but tasty, she watched everyone, Tom chatting with Levi, as he draped his arm over Levis shoulder, Lisa felt real joy, that closeness between her two special men, Tom, Husband of the century, hands down, Levi, the son she always wanted, always deserved, they were so close, always thinking, discussing, outwitting each other, playful battling intellects, like they competed fucking her, with love and a level of real respect, she felt the tears, that staggered her, that she cried tears of joy, oh please, who cries tears of joy, well, now she did.

   Actually, Tom was outlining his plans for Roberts and Jamaicas future, he was gratified that Levi was genuinely interested, and not pretending, the kid wanted to be great, he was a mini Robert, that was something. As he watched the beaten fishing boats, using outdated tech shit, he put it in the mental to do list, Levi volunteered that fishing was never considered a good job, that needed to change, they were sitting on a gold mine of fish, they needed investments, needed Robert to win the prime ministers seat,change the foreign investment laws, Tom would find people to send cash this way, the Italians came to mind, they always were looking for ways to hide money, pestering Tom to take them in as partners, so they could say they made money from his medical practice. One rule out shone all the others, to Toms reasoned mind, never, ever do business with the Italians, have snuff parties with them, let Lisa gangbang twenty of them over a weekend, but never become busines partners with them, they were much worse that jews, they were sociopaths, that was a big difference, a jew would screw and play dodge the lawyer, a wop would just shoot your ass dead, fuck it.This would be different, the Italians could launder there money through Jamaican banks, Jamaica would get a healthy cleaning fee, as well as access to cash to lend to small businesses, Tom was off, Levi was with him, it was possible, thats always exciting. Not a bore, Tom let it go and he and Levi were debating how Robert would finish off fatty, Levi wanted fire, Tom was partial to knives, being a surgeon and all.

  Jen was so at ease, Roberts goofiness put her anxieties away, he was a guy, a fucking ten, a one in a million, but a guy, that calmed her, allowed her to be her natuarlly funny, witty, compassionate self, she sensed Robert loved that, that it made him realise that she to was a woman, it was all so familiar, in such a serene way, like there was no doubt, never spoken, but no doubt, that they were together for eternity, there was no one else for either. Robert, was now acting his manly man self, as Jen watched him order the crew into the hidden canal, the so green leaves started to press upon the boat, Jen felt like she was entering another world, she was, oh she was. That Harold was below deck, bound tight, naked, bleeding, half insane with fear, missing his fat perpetally blabbering tongue, that her awesome Mom ripped out, got her happy in the finest way. As the canal opened up into a small bay, Jen sighed at the beauty laid out before her, it was paradise, as she hugged Robert, she hoped she one day lived here, she wanted this, not just Robert, she wanted her fathers dream, she wanted to make Jamaica a paradise fo their kind, the real beautiflul people, not just looks, not just money, attitude was big, Jen smiled at the picture of Ida popping up, she giggled at the notion of her new sister to be writing best sellers, life was a fucking parade.

   Lisa was getting hot, not from the weather, the breeze was cool, soothing, the heat was bloodlust, she needed to see Harold get his, it needed to be cruel and nasty, he earned it, oh he fucking more than earned it, he deserved it. Jesus, she still shivered at how out of shape he was, the fucking pimples all over his fat ass, the way his tits jiggled when he walked, fuck what a creep, she wonderd how Jen ever let him touch her, Lisa shuddered again at the beast,she saw the pier just feet ahead, several well dressed natives awaiting, she was giddy, here comes the violence. As Robert ably directed the boat to the dock, then gave each of the waiting folks big hugs, they all were around Tom, like he was god, Jesus, cant a girl get any love, the pout ended fast,as Roberts men, carried the squirming, good hes aware, smelly, bloodied fag off the boat and up to a large barn, like he was dinner. Lisa was sure the blob was not leaving that place alive, she sincerely hoped the piece of shit knew that also,she hoped it scared him something, that his last momnets of life were spent in terror, happied Lisa up nicely, he was the bottom of the barrel, she hated him for it.

   Tom loved the attention, no sense being modest, he was great, it did get annoying, as he hugged the people, his people, getting great feels of the tits,asses, and cunts at his disposal, no doubt he could fuck anyone here, that was a nice luxury for a wild man like himself, it allowed him to take more interest in others, like his wife and daughter, who would be surrounded by dozens of superior, powerful black men and women,mmm, this could get wild, quickly. He was sure Harold would not be much fun,as he was a coward, his natural instinct was to turtle, the fag. Well, the sooner the blob was gone bye bye, Tom reckoned, the sooner he would be sampling some of the fine native cunt, circling about, as everyone strolled to the barn, sipping champagne, the coming blood letting, casual, yet driven, Tom knew these peple were veterans of many more snuffs than he was, the island lent itself to the freedom to off fuckers at a giddy pace, that was one of the draws of Jamaica, that he could loosen up, really get wild with freak making, what he called his desire to perform hideous, outrageous, painful cosmetic,and major surgeries, on anyone he felt like, that would be a great way to live out his senior years, smiled the Doctor, he could do his nasty surgeries, Lisa could fuck all day along, Jen would be married to the prime minister, Levi would be doing somehing noble and great, Ida would be a literary triumph, he felt complete, and then Tom jrs ugly, faggy face popped into Toms mind, like a two by four to the temple, instant crashing of all the good feelings he was riding, he knew he had to off his son with his own hands, that became clear, he looked forward to that moment, relished that the moment was creeping closer and closer, then he could, finally, move on with his perfect,complete, if a lttle differently shaded, family.

   Jen felt like she was walking to a carnival, there was that feel of excitement, something wild was gonna happen,everyone wanted in, everyone also wanted to seem dignified, which made Jen chuckle,she knew her and Mom were gonna get black banged as soon as Harold said his goodbyes, there was nothing dignified about being a cum bucket for a room of guys, Jen was glad of that, fuck dignity, she wanted to be used, rough fucked, man banged. Wow, as she stepped into the barn, she was amused and impressed, the place was perfect. The bar was on your entry, everyone was having drinks, mingling, it could of been the opera, smirked Jen, only fatty Harold couldnt sing, without his tongue he couldnt even babble, that had her giggling in no time. The sound system was powerful, as Jen felt the island beat sweeping her away, there was Robert, a drink for her, looking like the god he was, it embarrassed her, that she got woozy when he spoke to her, what the fuck, he was just a well hung, real well hung, good looking guy, but, of course, he was so much more. He had some money, he was comfortable, but his future was politics, Jen dug the chance to be in that world. The money crowd, Harolds folks, was the most elite group to be in, they had the fucking money, real money after all.

     Jen still wondered how three percent of the people in America got ninety percent of the wealth, thats elite, thats exclusive. They were also the most self invovled, whiney,tight assed shallow people ever, like they knew they didnt deserve their shit, She would rather be in the political power circle, more chance for shit to happen, more chance to make shit happen,  Jen had her own agenda for Jamaica, knew her and her fine cunt, would help pusuade Robert to act on her causes, that was power. She almost slapped herself, that she was thinking serious, this was a night for celebrating, she was freeing herself from the albatros around her neck, Harold, the blob, tiny dick, fatso, coward, loser, dead, Jen was getting up again, her blood boling, she wanted at that fucker, wanted more pain and degradation thrown at him, more suffering, before Robert did away with the creep. As she looked beyond the bar area, she saw how large the inner room was, pool tables there, couches, there, several stages, doors leading to private rooms all around, plenty of s and m gear around, crosses, chains hanging from walls, a few sets of stocks, and there were white fuckers in them, naked, obviously beaten, she smiled at the losers fate. This place was the real hotel California, no one checked out. Her Mom had explained the deal, the club Obeah ran in town, was for mostly role playing, whites paid to spend time as darkies slave,  more hard core shit happened, real torture, castration parties, but never snuff parties.

  Well she was in the barn where the snuffs happened and she felt hot, just to mingle with all these powerful, happy, secure people, made her so much more confident in her self, She went with the others toward the main stage, where Robert, her Robert, was calling everyone closer, she noticed how everyone had the same lustful, hungry look, they were all sadists, she dug it. He was telling them about her and her family,  Jen beamed at the way everyone clapped and cheered when Robert annouced that Dr Tom would be on the island six months a year, wow, they loved her Dad, that was  a good feeling, but when Robert told them of his desire to be with her, Jen, the people around her were hugging her, touching her with respect, like she was a goddess, she realised this is power,  her cunt spasmed, she dug power.

   Her Mom was fairly dripping, partly from expectation of the shit to come, but several of the guys had given her a quick finger bang and tit mauling, behind some bushes, that her bush had been probed next to the meticulously pruned shrubbery got Lisa giggling, she didnt think anything could ruin her mood. She was stoked to see Harold off, considered it her civic duty to rid the land of this blight, he was such an ugly fuck, fuck, the picture of his gross, fat face, made Lisa want to smash it in, crush every bone in the fuckers face, slowly and precisely, thats hate, real hate. Robert looked natural standing in front of others, he belonged in the lead, Tom, her perfect Tom, had it right, Robert was destined for greatness, Lisa could not of been more proud, he was so nice, so real, so different from the gasbag perverts who decked the halls of congress back home, he really meant to change Jamaica for the better, he wasnt looking for a hand out, that was sexy to Lisa, that he had one of the worlds best cocks,  here Lisa knew her stuff, having been familiar with more than a lot, way more than, of the cum spewing fuckers. Whenever Robert spoke of his love for Jen, Lisa felt so overcome with pride, he was so fucking happy that they all had the balls to set life right, the notion of her princesss married to harold was, oh so fucking horrible, now, to be able to all enjoy his butchering, that made it all so right.

    She was giddy to see the two muscular black guys, dressed in matching black spandex, enormous cocks clearly outlined, thank you very much, drag the awake and terrified Harold out into the spotlight, where they dropped him at Roberts feet. That the blob just lay there, making gurgling noises from his ugly, swollen mouth, farting wet and loud, not bound at all, just no will to live, just take it fat boy, dont even consider getting up and fighting, fuck Lisa wanted to scratch his eyes out and feed them to him, she really thought that, and that, of course, set off a fresh fit of the giggles. Everyone, slipping past their innitial repuslsion to the sad sack, now huddled closer to the stage, everyone wanted this fag to get it good, good and painful. Mmmmm, moaned Lisa as Robert commanded the blob to his feet,when Harold proved dificult, instead just laying there, blob that was he, the three men started a spirited round of stomp the clod, in no time porky waddled to his feet, standing there, beaten, maimed, tiny dick begging for ridicule, tits sagging like an old lady,body covered in bruises, cuts, and whip stripes, he was loathsome, he was pathetic, not a person there felt an ounce of pity. Lisa knew this and hoped fat boy knew it to, she wanted him to focus on that for his last moments, wanted him to absorb into his pig brain, the level of hate others had for him, she knew this was important.

  Tom chuckled at the sad piece of shit, Jesus, to go through life like that, his penis was insanely tiny, Tom dug it, dug this bastards hopelessness, he again considered that he would suffer so much more if he lived, but Lisa and Jen,now he sensed Robert, really needed fatty to depart planet earth, he got it, their need for closure to this sorry chapter of their most excellant daughters life. As Robert had Harold prance around the stage, showing his pathetic body off, he uncoiled a nasty bull whip,Tom wanted this, wanted to see Robert give this fuck his all, it was beautiful. Robert was brutal, strong, accurate, as he striped the fag head to toe, Harold making the best noises, blood flying, skin flying, he was coming apart, it was so beautiful, like performance art, thought the ever cultural Tom. As he noticed Lisa and Jen, he was cheered, some of the women were around each of them, sucking his wife and daughters tits and cunts, paying homage to the white Queen and Princess, they were both rocking with pleasure watching Robert destroy the in shock, laying there, taking it, Harold. Jesus, he was a mess, his skin ripped apart, his face unreconizable, it truely was a work of art.

  When Robert called Jen and Lisa onto the stage, evryone knew it was gonna get real, Harolds time had come, and the room was high, Tom felt it lifting him up, his cock was throbbing,  the cute young darkie next to him only needed him to look at her, she was on her knees, had Toms fat joystick out, she went positively slurp crazy, she wanted that seed, the crazy white witch doctor had powerful cock juice, the darkies believed it, Tom knew it. To get such warm wet mouth work on his dripping cock, while watching what happened next, was to much, the doctor gave the slag at his feet her dose of his miracle cure, she swallowed it all and kept on sucking, like she was where she belonged, Tom didnt even notice her anymore, the stage show had him transfixed

   Oh fuck, she was tembling, from the expert cunt sucking she had just undergone, but more for what Robert passed her and Mom. They each recieved a small sharp knive and a pair of clippers, and Jen could do the math, Harold was gonna lose something, and when her man, her god, told them to take Harolds balls, he didnt deserve to die with balls, balls he never used anyways. His eyes were dull, but he knew her, understood her intentions, that she was going to cut his balls off,  this gladdened Jen, what was the point of it if Harry didnt get that she was offing him, hated him, despised him enough to chop him up. He was pleading with his eyes, her and her mom were taunting him, telling him if he just told them to stop they would, but the tongueless fag just squeaked and they didnt comprehend fag talk. They each roughly took a ball in their hand, Jen thought his nut felt mushy and tiny, weak like everything else about him, she looked into his eyes as she and Mom used the knives to peel open his sack, exposing his balls for all to see, the crowd cheered, Robert praised them, Harold went on making his silly noises, thrashing round enough that the black spandex behomoths, each took a side of his fag body and held him down, and Jen and Lisa each stretched their ball away from his body,  with little fanfare, they snipped him nutless, he sobbed, the crowd went crazy, Jen and Lisa frenched, Robert used a torch to cauterize the fuckers bleeding empty sack. She really did it, Jen marveled, she had a small cum when she, while eyes locked on Harrys, snipped his disgustingly small nut off, it was intense, she wanted more and Tom jr popped into her mind, and god, didnt she want a piece of that lispy, tiny dicked fag.

    Lisa wanted to go on sucking Jens face forever, to be this close to your daughter, wow, it was good. That had been so deep, sharing the castrating of Jens reminder of an almost failed life,well, it was liberating, now as she watched Robert kissing Jen, over the nutless, cut to ribbons fag, Lisa wanted it done, wanted Robert to give them a surprise ending to Harolds wasted life, let Tom work his magic, making it all an accident, so the fucking could start, Jesus, if she didnt get triple stuffed soon, she just knew she would die, her cunt was making noises it was so restless, her only solace was that she sensed everyone was in horn toad overload, her and Jen were gonna get a serious black banging soon, it allowed her to concentrate on Harolds last minutes, she wanted to bask in his undoing, revel in his end, yeah she was gloating and so fucking what, as she held his scrawny, still warm balls in her hand, slowly waving them before the dummys horrified pig eyes,mmmm, that was so satisfying, on so many levels. he seemed to be trying to tell her something and Lisa loved that he couldnt, that he wouldnt ever be able to tell anyone anything ever, fucking ever, mr fucking blowhard was silenced forever, if you ignored the silly gurgling noises that eminated from his disgusting face.

    Tom was always fascinated when some fucker lost their sack, their ability to ever come again gone, that was final, in this case it was appropo, as Harold never was gonna need his balls, his clock was done, he was done, Tom guessed Robert would off the fucker quick, why keep him around, he was used up, just laying there taking his ending, no balls, the fucker literally and figurarly had no balls, why prolong it, Tom assumed if the fucker had any sense he would want it over, what reason, any reason, was there to go on. When Robert invited them all below, there was much excitement in the air, this could be special, it would be special, Robert was motivated to make Harrys offing special, after all Harold was Roberts rival, though Tom had a tough time wrapping his large brain around that idea, that Robert and Harold could be rivals for anything, Robert was so clearly superior to the pasty white fag, how, how the fuck coukd fat ass rival the godlike Robert in any way, he couldnt, not on his best day could not even rival Roberts shadow, that was a fact, Tom had no doubt. When he got below and saw the huge wall of glass, showing the large tank, where there were four huge sharks swimming around, that was all that was in the tank, that was enough, as Tom got it fast, that Harold was gonna be dinner, it was perfect, he decided Robert was absolutley perfect, a perfect man..That Robert made sure the almost insane Harold knew what was going on,  everyone dug his fear, his helplessness, his wimpiness. Tom felt his cock stirring, knew he was in for a treat, watching the blob get eaten alive, that could get the balls churning.

   Jen actually purred when she saw the tank of sharks, she was feeling it, Harold only had minutes and she was thrilled, felt the embarrassment of being his fiance melting away, no longer did she have to make excuses for his boorish, racist, uncivilized behavoir, she had cut the tumor called Harry from her world, she loved it, edged up to the full size glass wall,  the sharks were big, mean, and looked hungry, though Jen figured they always looked hungry, one swam right before her, she dug its teeth, saw that they would shred the wimp, not just eat him, those teeth would rip, tear, destroy the fuck, good, great, perfect. They all were rivetted as the winch slowly lowered the wimpering fag into the tank, chained only by his hands, everyone singing a spirited rendition of the Hey Hey Bye Bye song, thats classic, he was all the way in the tank, before the window, inches from Jen, Lisa, Tom, Levi, and Roberts laughing faces, they all made eye contact with the fag, bidding him goodbye, the sharks lost their fear and pounced, Jen had an orgasm just watching, it was so cool. The sharks tore the fucker to shreds, his organs were floating around in the blood red water, everyone pointing out different parts, and then the perfect killing machines sucked up every litte piece of the blob, he was no more, all gone,  Jen felt true relief, also a sense of emptiness,  her Mom explained after torturing someone to death you tended to feel sad, not that they werre gone, fuck the losers, they deserved it, the sadness was from the reality that snuff opportunities were few and far between, Jen now knew what Lisa knew, that the thrill of the kill could not be duplicated by any other activity. Oh well there was always her fag bother, this cheered her, along with several black gods leading her to a large mattress in the middle of the grand hall, Jen knew she was about to be blacked, hard and rough, her cunt was dripping, she needed this to complete her fiances demise, this would close the chapter on this ugly little episode of her life, lesson learned, never, ever, settle for less.

   Lisa could feel her clit spasming while watching Harold get his, he looked so silly being ripped apart, his face showed shock, like he was surprised that he was really dying, after all they had done to him, he was still slow, dim witted, dull, oh well, as a shark ate his head, whole, she looked into his piggy eyes right till the enormous jaws ripped him up. Lisa swooned, loved that they offed the fag so soon, like they couldnt wait to have him gone, she looked at the now pretty well cleaned tank, he was gone, all gone, that was a giggle worthy thought, if she ever had one,  she had em all the time. Watching Jen be led away for her blacking, turned Lisa on something fierce, but she didnt dwell on it, as she felt many black hands pulling her towards her own mattress,  Lisa was rearing to go, to get banged silly, roughed up, she needed this violent sexathon, like a cherry on the Harold snuff sundae. She lay on the mattress, naked, except requisite heels and thigh highs, legs spread, feasting her leering eyes on all the hard, large, man cocks, popping into view as the guys stripped down, she was in piggy heaven, she could hear her daughter squealing as she got hers, this was music to Lisa s ears, it carried her further along the cunt pig path.

  Tom didnt want to take his hand out of the fat wet hairy cunt it was lodged in, as the pig moaned out cum after cum, he surely didnt want the other pig to stop slurping his wood, it felt great, as he watched his wife and daughter get used hard, their moans and squeals competing with the guys loud gangbang banter and grunting as they mauled the cunts, his women were happy, he was happy, thats nice. He exploded in the cocksuckers mouth, when she snowballed his load into the other pigs mouth, who Tom was giving a deep cunt inspection with his meaty fist, well, Tom was content to just kick back take the rest of the night in. He noticed that the white slaves were getting beaten and abused, the air was full of violence, he loved at how hard they were going at Lisa and Jen, knowing that these two Queens, would be off limits most of the time, seemed to make them want to fuck them harder, he knew his girls would appreciate the added roughness, he loved that Jen had become a mini Lisa, he adored both of them. The never not thinking Doc spent a few minutes making a mental list of the people in the room, he loved it when Robert explained the big titted fat white cow, getting massed blacked in a corner, was the US Ambassador to Jamaica, the best part, was her hubby didnt even know, thought she attended some boring meetings, that was nice, Tom liked her ability to live that life, on a political stage, too boot. He also knew she was ripe for blackmail, he and Robert could use her to further their, allright mostly his, grand plan for Jamaica,.

   Oh god, moaned Jen over and over, her piggy mantra, as she coasted from orgasm to orgasm, as the blacking continued. Her cunt was getting sore, she thanked Dad for feeding her the ladies viagra, as her pussy was still producing cunt juice, along with all the man spunk, her cunt was at least not raw, just sore,as she fired off another massive, body trembling, cum, she knew she wanted more. Her ass was real sore, but she loved the two cock massage her anal wall got as she recieved another hard double stuffing. She was loving it, all their deep masculine voices telling her what a slut she was, their huge back hands pawing her roughly, the feeling of their hard, sculpted bodies, as she rubbed them, the smell of all those sweaty, hairy ass cracks,mmm, she dug the funk, wanted to roll around with a roomful of big black bastards, she felt all her edginess leaving her, they were fucking her into a state of contentness that left her a very mellow, happy camper.

   It never got old, the feeling of being overwhelmed, Lisa figured it came from the seven guys pulling her body this way and that, as she was coarsely tossed around, as they all got in some heavy groping. When the fucking started Lisa was cumming fast and often, these guys were all champion studs, hard bodied, huge cocked, fuck machines. Her clit was vibrating as cock after cock rubbed it perfect,  when the double stuffing started, she started getting the rare, but much desired, clit and ass double orgasms, that left her shaken, as if all her energy flew out of her squirting clit. After an hour or so, she was done, but they werent, thats life, the guys called the shots, it wasnt like she could just stop it, they needed their fun, and she still wanted to please, though her clit had called it a night, she glimpsed a still perky Jen, Lisa had to laugh, as her daughter was sitting on a cock, another was up her ass, she was sucking one, and stroking two others, wow, after all the cock her baby had gotten, she was still wanting more, god love her.

   You dont see such a nice looking shemale everyday, mused tom, as he fucked the freak up his tight shithole. The fag had powder white skin, like he had never even heard of the sun, his face was pretty, smooth, his hair long, silky blonde, the tits were fucking fat, his nipples colagen filled gum drops, body hard and smooth, ass round, cock small, legs perfect, built to fuck. He knew how to milk a cock with his ass pussy, made Tom feel warm and safe up his dark tunnel, and as He watched his ladies continue to satisfy the best men of Jamaica, the doctor was sure they were all where they were suppose to be, and he chuckled that Harold was definitly where he should be. That reminded him to make sure Robert faked the time line, police reports, all that good shit, though Tom suspected his folks would probally be relieved their ugly son was gone, as even they had to know what a loathsome creep the blob had been, and Tom loved using the past tense in talking about Harry, to think he thought he could make my Jen happy, Tom cringed at the thought, and then let it go, as he flooded the fags ass with his superior cream, losing all thought except how great it felt to fuck a fags ass, they knew how to drain your balls, that was a fact.

   If there was a bell to ring to end the fuck party, Jen would pull it fast, as she was worn out, her body hurt, inside and out, yet there were still several guys working her, and she didnt have the strength or desire to turn them away. Wow she felt beat, her jaw ached from sucking cock, her mouth was dry and tasted of shit, piss, and cum, her stomach was sour, and she wanted to puke, her cunt and ass were swollen and imflamed, her muscles ached from being bent every which way, but she knew she would do this again, to be pounded by these awesome black fuckers was way to powerful not to do again, and again. Finally she was alone, sprawled on the mattress, dripping spunk, wearing spunk, she was a true cum dumpster, and she giggled at the thought, but when the guys carried her Mom over, and she looked about the same as Jen, it got hot again, Jen loved the feeling of eating the cum off her Moms sexy body, and as everyone cheered them on the girls cleaned each other, and also gave each other several little climaxes.

   Im getting old, that was Lisa s thinking, and when the guys let up, she was relieved, as she had enough, not fun anymore, just pain, no pleasure, she was pleasured out, until they carried her, like the slag she was, plopped her on her splooge coated whore, pig daughter, that got her going again, thank you very much. She craved licking her daughters soiled body, swapping cum spit with her, eating her daughters used ass and cunt, tasting her kids earthy shit and piss, mmm, perfect night cap, perfect ending to a spectacular first night back in Jamaica. When Tom, along with several ladies got them showered and dressed, Lisa realised how hungry she was, Tom told her they had a huge dinner waiting at the villa, she kind of vegged out on the boat ride back, feeling that sense of emptiness she always felt after giving her all like she did tonight. Levi handed her a fat joint to smoke and that helped, having Tom holding her hand helped, watching Jen and Robert, wrapped in each others arms, giggling to each other, as if they spoke their own language, and Lisa kissed Levi, kissed Tom, just felt about as at ease as she ever had, just get her some fatty food,  she would be complete, as gangbanging worked up a fierce hunger.

  Tom always prepared, and knowing how many calories the girls would burn, he had a huge buffet of seafood, meat, a desert cart to talk about. He knew, form Lisas experiences, that they would be subdued, needing some ego stroking, hand holding, Tom could do that, when Jen told them she would spend the night at Roberts private compound, would chow there, Tom was happy that she hit it off with Robert, he was considering all ways he could use this to further his mission in Jamaica, to get better health care seemed easy enough, just have big pharm companies bulid clinics and pay for med school, in return Tom would push their drugs down the fucking natives throats, getting a cut for himself, naturally. He wanted this for sevreal reasons, a drugged, stoned, confused citizens beat alert, interested ones, he also wanted to turn the working class into wards of the state, but also slaves of the state, in this Robert and OBEAH agreed, as there was much trash in Jamaica, it was time to put them to work, for real Jamaicans benefit.That he and Robert, and many others would own all the public companies on the island was to good a chance to pass up, he knew they were restrained enough not to get to greedy, they would actually improve the life of every working stiff, free medical and dental, retirement at fifty five, with a guaranteed check each month, free cable, let the fuckers watch life, he and his kind, lived life. Robert and he had already worked several plans to the point of fruition as soon as septembers vote, that Robert would be prime minister he had no doubt, the votes were there, they had more than enough votes to sweep, take all the ministers posts,more than half of his opponents belonged to OBEAH, were here tonight, then they would slowly, cleverly, deceptivly change the constitution to allow class distinctions, that would solve that.

   Wow, his house is like a castle, that was Jens thought as the limo winded its way up the side of the mountain, arriving at Roberts private, well guarded estate. When he told her it consisted of over five hundred acres, a working farm, cattle ranch, and a winery, she was impressed, Robert knew how to make money, always important. The house was huge, stone, had a turrett, her lover explained it was over two hundred years old, built by a white slave owner, Jen dug his sense of irony, as she watched the white slave, a scrawney sniveling loser, dressed in a pink camisole and matching silk panties, strutting towards them on his six inch pink heels. What a joke thought Jen and she wanted to attack the fucker, but, as if reading her mind, Robert told her he only beat his household staff when the erred, good help was hard to find, afterall. Robert did make the simpleton show Jen his lack of manhood, he was tiny, Tommy jr tiny,Jen didnt hesitate to tell the coward how much she despised him, with Roberts encouragement she verbally tormented the shaking fag, to the lovers amusement, faggy came, his little wee wee dribbled a spoonful of watery jism, even his spunk looked weak, giggled Jen. But when her lover told her that he had a stable of slaves that worked the farm, under the direction of several hardcore overseers, Jen saw visions of all kinds of wildness. He made the slaves, between twenty and thirty in all, depending on who died or who Robert sold, do all the farm chores by hand, she giggled watching several fags harnessed together,, pulling a plow, manned by a whip weilding black master,mmmm.  Jen knew she wanted her baby brother working on this farm. How cool would that be, to be coming home from a wild party, sitting in an airconditioned limo, Roberts muscular arm around her shoulders, there would be Tommy boy toiling in the hot, dry fields, while a huge sadistic Jamaican whipped him bloody. And to know that was his fate till they killed him or he died of abuse in the fields, well, that was a cunt wettening picture, for sure. Robert, her perfect Robert, readily agreed that it would be fun to have the loser around for awhile, he told her the fag would be auctioned off wendsday night at the OBEAH ranch, he would buy the fuck for Jen, thinking amazingly violent thoughts of the things she would subject whiney to, Jen fell into a completly satisfying sleep, entwined in the arms of her man.

  Lisa was glad the guys were fucked out, she didnt feel like that often. Tom and Levi were talking their dream of Jamaica, she loved to just listen to her Hubby and Son talk, the love between them, the level of obvious intellegence, most of their talk bored her, she didnt even pretend to understand it, but she dug the fuck out of their ease with each other. She had to give it to Tom, he was the most amazing guy, he just made shit happen, Lisa was so thankful he discovered Jamaica, she knew that their life here had the chance to be historic, she didnt understand the details of Toms plan for Jamaica, but she got the thrust of it, they, and other superior people, would own the island and the population would be slowly turned into slaves, she dug it, loved it, saw it as the way it should be, she knew she deserved to be waited on. God, she couldnt help it, as she found herself kneeling before Tom and Levi, slowly and with sloppy love, cleaned their awesome fuck sticks, Levi rewarded her with a messy face basting, but Tom was drained, after the guys used their fingers to prod her to two mind blowing cums, they also verbally humiliated her, calling her names and describing all the cock she would get, Lisa was toast. She slept between her husband and her son,she was in heaven, where she deserved to be.

  He was glad to hear Lisas soft snore, she was out, fucked tired, if you would. Tom loved her ease, nestled between Levi and him, all of them naked, hot, Lisa would purr from time to time, Tom was content to just listen, it was erotic hearing  Lisas sexy snores, punctuated with a loud giggle, as if she had fun even sleeping. He got up as it was five am, he needed to see the sunrise, only in Jamaica did the sun rise blood red, it was a show of fireworks, every fuck day. Sipping his Jamaican coffee, he laughed at how quickly he was being consumed by this place, as if back home was disappearing, evaporating from his conciousness. He was glad to see Levi coming out to the patio, they both just sipped coffee and watched the beauty of the day being born, no words needed, Tom dug that he could share this with his new son, that theyw were both naked, cocks bobbing round like swords, made it all so much more complete. The ganja got them both mellow and as the discussed nothing, they walked the endless beach,  swapping play punches, diving in the always warm sea, racing along the waters edge, laughing with abandon, it was what family life should be, thought Tom, he wanted to get at jr, time for some deep shit, he knew Jen wanted at him, he figured she earned it, but he was gonna fuck the fag up good, Lisa deserved a piece of the douchebag. He loved it when Levi asked why he was hard and when he told him, they ended up masturbating, while each moaning out what they were gonna do to the loser, it was intense.

   The lovemaking Robert had laid on Jen, left her sobbing with joy, that she could really sob, her body wracking uncontrolbly, with joy was a gas fro Jen, His cock made her feel full, complete, the orgasms were huge for her, amazingly better than any other, even her few gangbangs. His kisses made her foggy, it was both embarrassing and stimulating to feel like she was fifteen and kissing for the first time, exploring his hot mouth, the feel of his wet tongue in her mouth, his taste, his smell, she was on fire just being in his arms, his hot smooth chiseled, pitch black body overwhelmed her, sent shivers through her, feelings of outright lust. She could only giggle, she did, when Robert laughed softly, with obvious love said he knew that giggle, Jen got goose bumps, she so wanted to be her Mom, how bizzare she knew, but, there it was. Showering with Robert was so fucking hot, Jen couldnt believe how sexy he was, his balls made her keep thinking babies, she wanted his seed, wanted Him to breed her, wanted to tell him that, but, figured, she might scare him off, so she held back, but, fuck, she wanted his baby in her, she knew that had to happen, fuck.

    Pain, everywhere pain, and thirst, her mouth felt like she had eaten sand, her throat sore and raw, ahh, the gangbang hangover, winced the still sleepy Lisa.  She hated feeling so down, but thats what being a cum dump for a roomful of horny studs did, her colon hurt, for fuck sake, ass stung from repeated spankings, jaw ached from sucking cock, tits raw from being savaged, massive headache from everything. Giggling, she rubbed her still swollen clit, and started going through the nights highlights, and watching Harold get eaten alive was delightful, knowing Jen and Robert were going to be all right together, the power Tom had over all he met, the fucking, she never tired of a full force blacking, it was still the heights, Jen sharing it with her, thats deep, their relationship was set in stone, the ease, where a year ago there had been such tension, between them was liberating. Her mind glowing that they still had jr to play with, giggling, Lisa was out of bed, a new day, a new victim.

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