Run For The Gun (End)

Texas looked at the gun Georgia had tossed, her revolver. She ran over to it, planning to grab it. suddenly, she was grabbed by the throat, Georgia, picking her up.

" This is a real shame . I even gave ya' a choice! "

She peeled April off of her ass with ease, stuffing her as deep as she'd go in her ass.

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*SSPPLRRRT!!*

*SSPLLRRRRRTT!*

*BBLLRRRRRRTT-BBLARRT!*

*BBBBRRBBLRRRRRRT!!*

*SSSPLLRRRRRRRRRBBB—SSPLRRRNT!!*

She ripped ass for 30 minutes straight, the airtight room becoming a gas chamber for Texas. Georgia was used to it, it was her own ass stench after all. All Texas could think of was the torture April was going through right now deep in her bowels.

*BBBRRRRNNNNNNNTTBBLRRRRRRRRRRBBBBTTBBLRPPTBBLORBPTBBBBLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRSPLRRRRRRRNNTSPLRRRRRRRNNNNNT!!!!!!!!!!!*

She let out what had to be a world record, the fart turning the room a thick shade of green-ish brown. She pushed, and eventually the flattened, chewed up April came out. She held her, it was just a big ball of brown and green, which smelled absolutely god awful.

Georgia forced Texas's mouth open, stuffing April inside. She forced her to swallow, making her eat the deputy. She threw Texas onto the couch, sitting on her. She was going to get off for a looooong while .