I just killed my boyfriend! I let him in on my secret of being a naughty little huntress and it just didn’t seem to sit right with him.. I expected him to accept me as is and be willing to understand my Snuff porn addiction.. Well the difference is I don’t watch it I prefer creating it.. I brought him downstairs to my basement and showed him all the little graves I have down there.. I’ve managed to get pretty creative. I have been using gloss to cover them up..
I get off on being able to see every little dead body beneath my feet as I masturbate.. I showed him all the little cunnies I have in cages and he began to vomit! At that moment I knew my secret wasn’t safe.. I turned on some Teen rape porn and tied him up! I forced her tight little cunnie down on his cock.. I guess those tight teen bodies gave that pathetic fucking loser a hard on..
He wouldn’t accept or confess that in some way it actually turned him on.. I figured if I forced him to stretch her little asshole open and smother her tight sweet cunnie all over his face.. He would accept that he was no different than me.. That didn’t quite work. He almost manipulated me to believe that he was willing to do the dirty little things that I do..
That was until I caught him in the bathroom on his Cellphone trying to initiate a call.. That fucker tried calling the cops. I walked in with a machete and chopped his fucking head off. See he could have survived would he have been more understanding. Before I bury him I want to rub all his blood all over my body and massage my pussy with his limp frigid dick.. Who wants to join me while I have Sex with dead bodies?