The man who tumbled naked from the super-sized bed was named Lew Bugger. He was a man with his own brand of lust for life. Action was the name of his game, a lot of different kinds of action. Young women were his meat, but they aroused him best when he had to take them by force.
Rape was another aspect of Lew's game. He liked the sound of piercing screams, the vigor of writhing muscles in his powerful hands, and the feel of soft buttocks against his loins. He liked the tightness of a female ass-hole sheathing his huge cock.
He was up now, scratching himself, then heading for a chilling shower. Lew Bugger had fucked a lot of girls in their asses, and not all of them had hated him for it. By no means. Most of them came back for seconds. He'd ass-raped a lot of teenaged cuties in his time, but always he'd gotten away with it. That's why his intimates called him the Bugger Man.
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