Daddy had a dark past, evil, nasty, which left him with a sick mind. I was his object of destruction, from the inside out. Since I was a little one, a small whore with a fuzzy little fanny he was already coming up with plans to breed me whether I liked it or not. Spreading my tiny kitty from a young age using all types of devices, what kind you may ask? Well, there’s too much to list. Some run 15 inches long to short fat nubs with thorns meant to shred my inner vag walls, daddy loved his bloody fecal cum.
Daddy had plans and also made lots of money especially when I was stolen, kidnapped, assaulted, and violated. The more gruesome the sexual encounter, the better profit. Ripped from cheerleading practice in my little uniform was daddy’s style, taken by surprise. He had a plan, and every man loves an anxious, young, fuzzy fanny, ready to be ripped apart from ass to clit, baby booty bondage bitch.
Perfect opportunity to smash and pack my fudge holes. Sliced and diced, cut up and bruised, I began to love the abuse. Young thick, copious amounts of fresh virgin bloody cum. The satisfaction of my broken slant eaten, sucked up and swallowed by these old creepy fucks.





