Murder Phone Sex Fantasies

We all have that rage inside of us that make us dream about murder phone sex fantasies against our enemies. There is no use denying it.

 I love it when you call me with revenge in your heart. I love hearing the icy cold blood pumping in your veins. The sound of your voice has the sharp cut of a razors edge.

As soon as we start to talk about how we will lure the torturous wrench into our grasp so that we can carry our our murder phone sex fantasies, my cunt begins to drip and the cold blood begins to fill your cock.

We will be sweet as honey, all smiles and forgiveness just to get her where we want her.

The niggers paid us well for her sweet white flesh. Letting us watch was of no concern for them.

Watching her face as we push her into the middle of them is just the beginning of the fun we are about to have.

I reach over and begin stroking your cock as I watch them push her around ripping her clothes to shreds. I grab your hand and shove it in my crotch. It is already wet and ready to fuck.

Suddenly I see the flash of a blade touch her skin as blood spurts out covering the white shirt of the nigger closest to her. Cussing he throws her to the ground and punches her in the face, splitting the skin.

She screams in pain.

He unzips his pants and a huge dick, dark as night springs forth. I can see the pre-cum glistening on the head before he rams it right up her ass.

I can’t take it any more and I straddle your lap. I want to fuck. A hard and wild ride as our murder phone sex fantasies play out right before our eyes.

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