Chanim Pitita was a "man" special, imagine someone ugly, copper, squat, mustachioed wing of fly, coarse features, chipuste nose, hands of cow's udders, fat boy, bizarre and smelly, and be able to imagine a grotesque half was horrible as Chanim Pitita. The poor, apart from all the features mentioned above, was elongated ears and he looked as if they were hanging them on a clothesline.
turns out Chanim Pitita, apart from being a man as ugly as blasphemy, he was a pimp. The only thing uglier than himself, was the evil within him and the horrible red rubber boots he always wore. Was one of those individuals who happened to be a thorn in the ass for everyone else. Many suspected he was guilty of having committed a few violations in the village, but unfortunately, so far nobody had enough evidence to blame for such atrocities, as has been found guilty, the Patriarch of the people, under the laws, have ordered to be applied to the punishment Chanim Pitita Chajalele . Believe me, they will not want to know it meant Chajalele, but it was more or less than a full round of several Indians by unscrupulous sodomized declared guilty of rape. So if you checked his guilt once, since the second onwards, first applied the Chajalele the culprit, and then executed him by hanging.
Chanim Pitita committed many crimes in his life, but that led to his fateful final began with the eve of the village fair. In those days all the inhabitants were preparing for the event, making different activities: the making of costumes for the parade of folk dances, the arrangement of the floats and fireworks, the preparation of the stalls outside the church, attractions and games of the show, and finally but not least, the supply of bars with plenty of liquor to the party nights.
The pastor of the church, for its part, was responsible for the scheduling of Masses and visits had to do in the main events of the festival, where his presence was imperative act of tradition. So much preparation and bustle, which only occurred once a year in that town as idle, distracted the priest of one of their main tasks, which consisted of watching Juanita, the daughter of the Bishop. Yes, you read that right! Juanita was the daughter of Bishop, a fact that logically should be kept secret, especially in a town where Catholics were all (except one, who was an atheist). Juanita lived with the pastor of the church, performing such functions as sacristan. The priest had taken very young, orphaned by passing it to hide the "divine" secret. Nobody knew who was really the mother of Juanita, but the priest was suspicious of a beautiful vegetable vendor had to purge their sins, in a perhaps too penitent with the Bishop when he still served as pastor of the village church.
Juanita was a girl who at the time he was 19 years old. It was a beautiful mulatto woman, of medium height, with a dark skin tone, smooth and shiny. His face was thin and beautiful, with big black eyes that seemed to donkey Platero. His body was slender and attractive because of its medium breasts, well formed, in addition to its desirable round ass and upturned. He also had shapely legs, due to the long walks to be undertaken to deliver parcels from the pastor.
Juanita's intellect was not proportional their age, since it was somewhat delayed by more than five years. Let's say the girl had no chance of becoming the next Marilyn vos Savant, and apart from that, the pastor had never given the opportunity to study. The poor had the record for the most illiterate people and that neither knew how to write your name, plus your fingerprint was so ugly that when printed it seemed that the printing had a misspelling. That Juanita was beautiful, silly and ignorant does not mean a problem as such, the real problem was that the mulatto seemed to have a hormonal disorder, as it was too hot and that made her an easy target Perverts of the people, who were 99% of men of that place, including the group tacitly Chanim Pitita. Juanita weaknesses of both intellect and to yield to sin, had forced the pastor of the church to ask the healer or medicine man of the people who will prepare a draft for Juanita to make her sterile. This concoction to date had been useful, because even with all the care and monitoring that the pastor had on Juanita, it had not been able to prevent the girl succumbed to the temptation on several occasions with the handsome young people.
Returning to the affairs of the fair, that afternoon the pastor devoted himself to utter the inaugural Mass of the same, which he attended nearly all the people. Among the crowd was the Pitita Chanim pig, who had machining, in that dark sewer was to mind, a plan to seize the money from the charity to meet at the church. The bastard knew the pastor, after ending the solemn ceremony was hurriedly go to Central Park to bless the parade participants. It was logical that most wanted to be present at that great event, so when the Mass ended, the church does not take long to remain virtually empty, with only a few stragglers wandering in, perhaps with the intention of making a prayer to the saint of your choice.
Chanim Pitita began to roam within the church, he pretended that he crossed to each saint, because I had no idea how, as he approached more and more at the door I knew I was driving the rear enclosure altar, where insurance money was saved on handouts and anything else they could steal. Upon reaching the door, lit the evil Indian courage to realize that it was locked, shook the hand several times harshly as a last desperate attempt to open the door to complete his crime, but to no avail . He was about to leave in search of a tool to force the door to a new attempt, when that door opened and a mulatto patojo, beautiful but silly, stuck his head out to investigate the origin of the scandal that he had heard a few seconds earlier.
Chanim Pitita, without hesitating a moment, brought his foot protection by one of his horrible red boots and pushed hard on the door, no problems being able to overcome the resistance of Juanita, who despite being a strong girl, not was a rival for male strength Pitita as the unhappy was short but strong. The mulatto to feel defeated, he tried to flee but was caught inward by the Indian, who wrapped neck with one arm and covered her mouth with the hand of the free arm. He proceeded to lead it by force to the interior of the parish, until at last they came to what appeared to be the priest's room.
In desperation, Juanita tried to bite the hand of Chanim Pitita around his mouth. The act of courage of the girl, or maybe stupidity, did not like at all the Indian, who responded by giving a tremendous Vergaz in the face, leaving her on the bed subdued seeing stars.
Chanim prepared to delve into the room, registering everything to find the money for the charity, but was useless, the nerves of the situation would not let him think clearly and in short time had passed, was not able to find the track or to be a place where he could be hiding. Juanita rejoined vaguely tremendous blow he had received and tried to run out the door to escape, but stepped back Chanim the movement of the mulatto and grabbed the neck of the old dress she wore and tears of a stretch to try it into reverse. Some shreds of clothing were left stuck on the legs of Juanita, which together with the halon that made Chanim Pitita, made her lose balance to fall on his face, staying with round buttocks, bare and dark against the drooling face of Chanim, which at that precise moment, his malevolent mind had let go of the idea of \u200b\u200bmoney for charity, like a frightened dove takes flight after being chased by a child the churchyard.
What bad luck Juanita! The very horny was not wearing underwear, because he had planned to visit the butcher's son, who was one of his favorite leading men to throw himself a quickie right after mass. The poor thought that the upheavals in the door had been provoked by the boy, who had not endured the desire to start the event.
Chanim Pitita, like an animal pounced on her ass and glossy brown Juanita, overshadowing his hands full with cow's udder. The catch, the Indian could not contain the urge to cram a bite on the buttocks of a poor Juanita, which reacted screaming, more than fear of pain. Unfortunately, their cries mingled with the mess that had all the rest of the people outside the church and near the central park. More screams of fear and help from Juanita, accompanied this setback, after he tried to pet Pitita Chanim labia of the victim with his filthy fingers. The protests and struggles of Juanita were silenced by the Pitita wrath, who this time took the hair to blow away with his head on the floor. The Plugging Juanita, hit product, allowed the sadistic Pitita resume his original intention to touch his lips close. The toy became its staff and began to rub, to push them and open them to try to stick their fingers into them. After a few seconds, the Indians introduced the index and middle fingers into the pussy of Juanita, and in doing so, his face is shaped something like a grimace which grandmothers do when trying to thread a needle. As the penetration of her fingers grew, the left side of Pitita becoming more animalistic.
dilation Juanita's vagina was inevitable, her pussy, used a similar touch, instinctively licked and that does not go unnoticed by Chanim Pitita, apart from you more flexibility in the play of his fingers, smelled the aroma ferrous mulatto with his hideous and shapeless nose. As a whole animal in heat, he felt like drinking that nectar, so he turned to Jane to open her legs and bring your mouth directly to the vagina. He struggled a bit with the thighs of mulatto to open, but finally managed to bring his big mouth and vagina hot Juanita. When Chanim snout began to suck the clitoris of the young gasped it dry, the product of the strong stimulation. Had surrendered to the feeling, if not for his last breath of conscience reminded him that the man who was using was a soulless monstrosity. Juanita, turned into a reflex of rage, grabbed their hands Pitita Chanim huge ears, clawed trying with all his strength in the skin of those enormous cartilage. The pain was too intense for the robber, who reacted by screaming while Juanita took the dolls to defend, but could not get their ears torn something Arun and then get rid of noble mulatto attack. The cursed without mercy reaching supremacy of its vulgarity. Enraged, stepped over her and led at least three consecutive hits in the face, leaving her nearly unconscious, then opened her legs and pulled the same to him, he got his pants and abruptly entered a single attack. Juanita
was beside himself, so his mind, trying to escape the horrible reality, the dream was that it was the beautiful butcher's son who was sucking the breast and hammered hard, making it vibrate belly and buttocks in every attack. It was fortunate that the unfortunate Chanim Pitita out premature ejaculation, for just a little more than a minute for your warm milk spilled in streams within the poor Juanita. The infamous Pitita was exhausted, so it melted his face lying on the floor, on the shoulder of the mulatto. Almost got a new erection, realizing that beneath the bed was a chest that was saved, not only the charity of the inaugural Mass of the fair, but also that of all the masses that had been held in the week .
Chanim Pitita, quick and his nickname, the church escaped without being seen by anyone. Luckily for Juanita, the ambition of the Indian for the money made it to forget all about her, leaving her lying on the side of the bed the pastor, all fucked up. Hours later, the venerable priest of the village, he found upon returning to Juanita in a decadent state, accusing the pain of the blows, scratches and bites he had received, with his clothes torn and his eyes were extremely swollen. A scandal gripped the town when Juanita, after several hours, staring, could articulate words betraying who was responsible for her rape and theft of money.
Chanim Pitita fled on foot toward the nearby town, then go to his favorite brothel, which inhabited the whores who had given him his famous nickname. Three prostitutes were paid for one time and rolled with them all as pig in mud. The very unhappy even had the luxury of hitting a couple of them, when they refused to follow him, even though they offered more money. Then sank completely in alcohol, fruit stuffing themselves with broth and brandy, to throw not one, not two, but three times.
After leaving the brothel, leaving several coins thrown in its path, Chanim Pitita kicked a poor stray dog \u200b\u200bwho went before him, for the simple fact of wanting to download a little more of their undying resentment. The cloak of night had covered the street, leaving it nearly deserted. The Indian evil could distinguish a cart that was pulled by a mule, parked outside the pension that was in front of the brothel. The cart was driven by a young and inexperienced driver. Seconds later, the young driver was thrown from his seat to the hard dirt floor, injuring his forehead on a rock, being completely oblivious to hear that the wagon away in unison with the mocking laughter of the infamous Chanim Pitita (the unhappy era squat but strong).
The Indian made his way to his secret hideout, a cabin a little far from the village. Was no fool, knew that they were probably looking for, so they stay away and then move to another place where he could continue to commit their atrocities. After a few minutes to hit the mule over the whip, the animal, sick of the abuse, he stopped angry and started throwing kicks. Chanim Pitita, disturbed by the rebellion of the beast, proceeded to throw even stronger lashes. The war between "both" animals, caused the mule got rid of the cart, then running away until lost in the darkness of night.
Pitita, after cursing the mule in a way worse than what he had with Juanita, before raping her, had no choice but to follow the path on foot. He kept advancing very slowly until river reach. Have missed this place, if not because he witnessed a vision that left him frozen, he found a beautiful woman who was bathing near the riverbank. I was not naked, wearing a white nightgown that shone through his divine and perfect body. Was moistened using a gourd looked like gold, and the golden glow that produced the container, in combination with water and the faint rays of the moon, caressing her sublimely beautiful body to the astonishment of Chanim Pitita. It was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman he had never seen the Indian, tall, leggy, with magnificent breasts and a round ass so hard and so perfect that it seemed to be carved in jade. I had a flat stomach with a tiny waist, hips and a general divine worth torso of the goddess Venus. The main feature of this beautiful woman was in her long jet black hair shiny. She wore her hair down, and was covered with the same sly face. After he finished bathing, he began to comb his hair with a comb marathon that also seemed to be golden.
Chanim Pitita, never felt so excited in his life. The legs and hands began to tremble because of a strange chill. An extreme lust took over his body, entered in it at the same speed in which it was electrocuted by lightning, if at that time had dropped on the head. Majestic presence that had been sent down to the level where it becomes pure evil madness. Going to have that beautiful woman at any cost, without hesitation, without even blinking. All the sins accumulated in your damn life were nothing compared to only one of many lustful thoughts swarmed in his head square at that time.
Indian anxiety by taking this beautiful woman, was clouded by confusion, when it suddenly started calling sensual making hand signals. Was the first time one of their potential victims called him to come closer. In fact, it was the first time a woman called him, regardless of whatever reason. Confused, Chanim Pitita began to approach the mysterious and sensual female. Minutes later he found himself following her near a ravine. Pitita was afraid of heights, but still wanted to run to her with all his might. The longed so much that for the first time acted with patience, like a predator after the best game of his life.
The mysterious female stopped at the edge of Siguán , was slightly covering her face with her long hair, call while Chanim Pitita with the irresistible hand signals. India could finally settle on a par with the girl, and although he could not see his face, felt his evocative look after your hair slightly covering her face. Chanim began to observe the imposing and beautiful figure he had so coveted, he stroked a few times by hand chin, as testing the accuracy with which would desecrate. Improperly rested both hands on the buttocks of the girl with long hair. The feeling of those buttocks, as round and perfect, so firm and so polished, causing the penis to become erect Pitita Chanim drooling in a couple of seconds. The greatest joy I experienced at that Pitita time was that it had finally been able to touch a woman, but the latter rejected it as a reflex. Only with a lot of money involved had previously been able to play that way whores, but that preciousness, besides being much more beautiful than any woman I have dreamed Chanim, had been the butt grip without a hint of disapproval .
The intensified Indian touch on the buttocks of beautiful women, then watered to their thighs with their hands, and to her breasts with the other. Then spread to the back of the vagina, hips and back to the buttocks. She reacted the same beat rhythmically writhing the handling he received, and responded each other, gently stroking the chest of lust Pitita. This, in disbelief, feeling the palms of the beautiful and delicate hands of women, covering their chest as if to determine the thickness and texture of them. Chanim Pitita, wanted to see her face, stunned by the emotion, but her face remained hidden behind the veil of darkness and his long hair.
pleasurable sensations chain, lost all its links to the moment when the nails of the mysterious woman, became long, then dig deep into the chest of Chanim Pitita. The pain woke the Indian his trance and before I could react, in the middle of the veil of hair that covered his face with the female, emerged at last his true face, which resulted in Chanim the feeling that his heart was going out through the mouth . The woman had the face of a horrific horse, whose eyes, seeing Pitita, they went out of their basins becoming bloody and bright. The Indian extremely excited at this horrific sight, he felt his ears were flooded with a terrifying shrill laugh, whose sound waves seemed to produce a chilling effect throughout the body. It was so Chanim Pitita, he finally realized what was happening, was before the Siguanaba , the famous lady ghost who appeared to him to men at night, especially those who were evil or womanizing. If there was ever Pitita listened to the stories of the elders of his people would have known that the way to get rid of Siguanaba was trusting in God, but that act of faith was impossible for him, because his life had been atheist. The tremendous shock pushed back to Chanim Pitita fatally, since neither is remembered that he was on the edge of a cliff. Seconds before the chaos of the fall, he beheld the woman horrified face of a horse and a strident laugh, mocking him. The agony of Chanim Pitita began when he felt his leg broken in two parts after crashing into a steep rocky area Siguán, then it was her hip that was fractured in the crash into something compelling, we followed the forearm, shoulder blade, and finally the jaw, which he contorted the face to beaked snout against a rock.
When his body finally stopped rolling to get to the bottom of the cliff, despite the intense pain he felt for broken bones and internal organs crushed, Chanim Pitita failed to deliver even a single cry of pain, because jaw was hanging from one side of the face and blood pouring from his mouth choked him. Unfortunately for him, the Indian survived several hours of evil night (the unhappy was short but strong), lying on a bed of his own blood, and then slowly go to hell with the image of thousands of ants trying to take his hand toward the mound, along with the horse face Siguanaba and the sound of loud laughter that seemed to have been stuck in his ears forever.
Several months passed and nobody ever heard from Chanim Pitita, left for dead. Everything was confirmed when a merchant found a skeleton in the bottom of a river near Siguán. The remains could not be more than another Pitita, due to the horrendous red rubber boots that were still placed in the skeleton. The location and characteristics that the skeleton had been found, according to the culture of the people, left no doubt that Chanim Pitita had fallen into the clutches of Siguanaba. When the news spread in the village, which was glad to hear more, while he was stroking the horse's muzzle butcher's son, was Juanita, who smiled with malice because they can not help thinking that in this animal petting time represented the image of justice. Years passed and when people ask Pitita again, those who knew the history, reasserted that he was dead, saying Xkamik. In fact, the story was repeated so many times that anyone remembering how Chanim followed Pitita, the Rapidito , but rather as Xkamik Pitita , the Muertito.
not be mean or feverish, got used to warn the grandmothers, because one night you will leave the Siguanaba and you will end up as Xkamik Pitita.
As for Juanita, had wanted to tell you that finally learned to read and who became a good woman, but unfortunately it was not, his life was stormy and eventually became a prostitute. FIN
Malefromguate
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Vocabulary:
Whip: Whip.
Chimes: Fuck, take
Chipuste: Ball or any piece of soft material.
Guacal: Basin or bowl.
Patojo / a: Teenager, young man.
Pisto: Money
Siguán: Barranco
Vergaz: Swipe (not necessarily provided with the yard).
