The swish of the knife caught her by surprise. Her eyes widened as I nicked her jugular in bloody phone sex fashion. Her hand went to her neck as she tried to stop the squirt of her lifeblood. I hadn’t cut it deeply so it would take a little time for her to bleed out. You stepped out of the corner and watched. “Die, you cheating whore.” Your hand was on your cock, stroking your erect meat. I’d been torturing this bitch for several hours, just as you’d asked me to.
You looked at your cheating wife. Her lips were busted, her eyes blackened. I had enjoyed beating her tremendously. I’m a killer but I have high morals and cheats and liars must die. This was going to be fun. “I found out that you were fucking my best friend. How could you do that? Don’t you know that you just killed him?” You yanked open the closet door and pulled your former friend out by the hair. “How could you? Did his cock taste good?” You reached over with the scalpel and cut off his shriveled and dangly jewels. He screamed as the blood exploded.
I loved how her eyes bulged out of her head as you stuffed the severed organ down her throat. “Choke on it, cunt.” Her heels drummed the table as you yanked her legs apart. You grabbed my razor edged dildo and began to fuck your wife’s filthy whore pussy, shredding her insides. The blood poured onto the floor. I caught a drop and licked it off my finger.
I couldn’t take any more. “Fuck me while she dies.” I begged. You leaned me right over her body and slammed your fuck root deep into me. Just as I felt you throb deep in my belly, I reached over and slashed her neck. The blood spewed along with your cum.
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