A slut remembers 9/11

I remember it all very well. I was getting fucked with the TV on in the background. He was on top of me with my legs pushed back to my ears. I was rubbing my clit. His big cock was pounding my very young pussy. I was stretching, gaping with every thrust. His man-sized cock in my girly cunny had him gasping for air. “Oh God, Rebecca, your pussy feels so good.” he moaned. His cock pulsated harder inside me, and just as spasms seized him, I screamed.
“OMG, the towers!!! They just blew up.” I squealed trying to get his dead weight off me. I flipped over, leaving his cum to jet into the air. “WTF, bitch!!!” groaning as he wore his own slime.
” A plane just hit the towers.” I was hysterical. My cousin works there. I was devastated. Even as my own cunt juice dripped unto the bed, tears fell from my eyes.
Now, here we are 14 years later. My cousin is gone. The world has changed. Oh, how I’d like to torture those cocksuckers. Put on a barbed strap-on and fuck them up the ass. Cut off their balls and hang them from the flagpole. Starve them and give them nothing but my foul used panties to suck on. The rage I feel is bottomless.
But, that won’t change anything. Last month I went to the cool park they erected in the victims memory. I sat on a bench and talked to my cousin. As I slipped my fingers into my panties and fingered myself off, I whispered, “This one’s for you, cuz. I’ll never forget you.”
We’ll never forget…..

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