Killer phone sex is what really turns me on!

killer phone sexI looked down and smiled, all I could see was red. I finally felt happy and at peace, all the anger gone, a bliss feeling it was. Her eyes were open, staring and unblinking, her pussy was sill dripping cum, her body was lifeless as it gets and saturated in blood. My pussy was starting to get wet all over again thinking about it, killer phone sex is what really gets me nice and turned on, the only thing that makes my pussy soaking fucking wet. It all started with a little thing I like to call boredom, I knew it was time to go out and find my next victim. I live in a town with a very big school, a party town that has stupid whores crawling around it all times of day and night, all I needed to do was find that one extremely drunk slut, and get her to my car and she was mine. It’s not hard, I’ve done it too many times to count, I wanted one that was especially deserving to be cut and bled out. As soon as she got in my car, she passed out, too trusting… She woke up soon after though, tied up and helpless as I was cutting her slowly on her exposed tits. I’ve never seen someone sober up so quickly! She was screaming, begging, crying the whole works but I just kept cutting her all over, feeling my pussy get wetter and wetter. I was feeling extra mean, my friends were there to fuck her, and they did. Filled her up with cum and made her choke on their bloody cocks. While I helped, of course. Mmm… that’s what you get for being a stupid trusting whore.

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