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conversion dolcett volunteer

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The conversion dolcett volunteer of the sexy miss teacher Maritza

In a town where Dolcett customs where the human flesh trade had become legally cooked any woman of 18 or more each year a meat festival where the best cuts of pork offered was organized recently had authorized the marketing of female meat .

Maritza  was one of the sexiest and most beautiful girls of the masterful 29-year-old well-kept sexy youth who liked to dress very sexy and provocative with tight mini dresses worked to help her family had a small daughter even with her work Teacher did not reach her

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That year the festival would be the most important meat company of the meat in the region would be there to Maritza had followed and observed that the meat was perfect for the exhibition sought to convince it at any price to cook it.

Maritza an afternoon at home after his work at the school knocked on his door were the representatives of the company

Good afternoon, Miss, can we talk to you? Clear
Well we know that soon it will be the great festival of the meat and we really liked that it is known as the meat is legal Dolcett
Was surprised how! Yes, we would cook for our exhibition Maritza was surprised because she was 15 years old was a fantasy Dolcett's drawings that she had seen and now they wanted to eat

In addition, if we accept, we ensure that we pay a good sum of money to his family and we help him to show him a check for $ 3 million dollars more than enough to support his family and his young daughter Maritza was hesitating even though he knew they were very poor It was an opportunity but in exchange for sacrificing herself
Can I think about it? Clear in two days he communicates his decision and thought much during the two days

Appeared to meat company waited for 2 representatives

What decision do you make? She responded firmly accepted her excellent offer Miss Mariza was the best decision that her family would now be grateful to sign this form
It was difficult to make this decision but I do it to help my family and my daughter has a good future was not easy to say goodbye to my little daughter but it will be worth my sacrifice very well miss then fill these forms
What is this? One way in which Dolcett agrees that they will die and are cooked by his will can choose how he wishes to die saw ways he chose to be slaughtered and cooked on the spit spit

Miss Maritza this Saturday well presentable once it was presented the money was given to her family she nodded during those two days Thursday and Friday she prepared her arrangements on Saturday arrived Maritza knew it was her last day
In his house they knocked on the door and his father received the money because he knew that the money was for his daughter
If you are a good daughter I know potatoes just do not tell any of this to my daughter that it is a secret very well Maritza your death will be kept secret
She was nervous a little scared already knew what awaited her but excited her big day fulfilled her fantasy of dying for it in a company car at the festival and the curtain was ready waiting for her before leaving she put on a sexy black minidress.

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Ladies and gentlemen, our sensual volunteer Maritza she will be the dinner she appeared with her minidress black figured smiling the butcher presented Miss this list? She replied if she is now undressed or do I? Maritza obeyed took off her minidress very well miss now throw it in the fire she obeyed now lie down on the table she did it when she felt like a cloth with chloroform she slept Maritza did not resist resistance was allowed to sleep with chloroform

Already asleep Opening Maritza's legs and extending her thighs gently took a handful of damp filling. Keeping open the entrance to her vagina with the fingers of her left hand, she pushed a spicy dough of bread, garlic and spices

Taking the bar to spit the inserted slowly through Maritza's vagina could be heard as it traversed her uterus stomach until she came out through the mouth proceeded to marinate her body while she cut her hair a bit for the grill when Maritza woke up she was impaled still alive she did not Could believe was still alive despite being impaled


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They lifted Maritza's body like it was a chicken to roast by placing it on the grill over high fire immediately the flames reached the body of Maritza moaned a little because of the pain of the flames burning her skin little by little her body took a delicious tan color Maritza in the agony could smell her own aroma while her juices fell on a tray of the grill thought she perhaps this was what I wanted at least I could smell that if I am delicious it was her last thought after an hour of being on the embers Maritza died The butcher let her cook an hour later finally after two hours was cooked Maritza

The scent of woman smell roasted hungry to the diners. Her skin, perfectly tanned just, had a strong golden yellow color. They removed his body by placing it on a

They put him around. Potatoes, onions and spices that had been seasoned with the juices that Maritza had released during the roast were also good and roasted Maritza smelled delicious! His father had seen everything.
The butcher cut without hesitation every part of Maritza's body the guests were formed by a good piece of Maritza's meat they were all delighted they said they knew to lamb chicken they all ate the meat of Maritza until leaving only their bones and their head would be a beautiful Trophy on the wall of the owner of the company was a success the flesh of Miss Maritza and was authorized to cook annually girls 18 or more like Maritza to taste meat lovers at the festival over time would become a tradition.
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