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Snuff movies get him off while he jacks to death

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Snuff movies get him off while he jacks to death!!! A recent car wreck on the tow truck scene had my main man jerking his cock into a gapping head wound of a sexy big tit young female. I love how she told him “Please help me!” but inside he came in her brains as she died! His response? “I will but first I need to cum baby!”

How fucked up and sick is that. Not only that but he had me record the whole thing. And now I get his frothy yogurt all over my tiny teen belly every time we watch it! 

Poor little car crash victim never had a chance. At least she can tell the Sky daddy she was fucked to death! Snuff gets me off, the bloodier the better. Sometimes I will pull up real pictures of horrific violent scene and my puffy lolita  cunnie will get all soaked! I know she was in extreme pain as his cum blasted!

Snuff movies and jacking off to death is the gore of all gore! 

Bloody phone sex for me is hot and the more blood we can acquire from things like car wrecks and murder is fucking hot. How thrilling it is when men help me to get off to death. Now as the saying goes, fucked to death is very hot of where are really fucking a whore to her grave.

But how about carving a slut up with me with the blade at the helm! I love flaying pretty faces and cutting open big boobs! More fun if they are saline or silicone-filled! Let me be the nasty young snuff cunt for your next hot and nasty Mutilation phone sex session. Jerk off in blood and then use it as kube for my baby girl cunny! 

Who are we killing for your cock today? Let me get my knifes and we shall play! 

Castration Phone Sex: It’s a Wonderful Knife This Time of Year

castration phone sexCastration phone sex losers? On Black Friday, I took a record of 8 balls in one day. If I am confessing my dirty antics, I took a few cocks and a few lives too. Who knew I could meet so many losers in a single day. Now, I am not one for shopping, but I did venture out on Black Friday. But not to shop. I went hunting for worthless sacks of shit. And guess what? They were out in droves. Killed a few Karens too, but that story I will save for another day.

I want to tell you about Tim. This idiot appeared so stupid that it was a wonder he could remember how to breathe. He cut me off when I turned into the mall parking lot. But it gets better. He followed me to a parking space and cut me off again. Then he proceeded to yell at me and call me names. No way could I let him get away with that. I make snuff porn. And I eat men like him for breakfast.

I Will Take Your Balls for Looking at Me Wrong

I gave him a hot shot. The sun was not even up yet, and no one was paying attention to me anyway. The folks in the lot only had sales on their mind. But I had murder on my mind. I knew this loser’s name was Tim because I took his wallet. He woke up on my castration chair. That’s my old death row chair that I repurposed. I am all about recycling.

When Tim woke up, he found himself naked and strapped to the chair with a ball gag in his mouth. I separated his cock and balls. A castration band had turned his balls a pretty blue already. The fear in his eyes made me wet. I informed him of his crimes. But I am the judge and jury. I did not care what he had to say for himself. So, I chopped his balls off. I did not cauterize the wound because I had no plans for him to live.

He kept passing out, so I slapped him back awake. I wanted him to feel the pain. Oh, he felt it. I took his cock too. After an hour of genital torture sex, I killed him and fed him to the wildlife. Although I wanted to make his suffering last longer, I had other cocks and balls to castrate, and Karens to kill. With me, it’s a wonderful knife this time of year.

Bloody Phone Sex Sacriment to Satan

A bloody phone sex sacriment to Satan was how this session started. My pervert was involved with his sister and daughter. This was no normal incest relationship. In fact this was one of him serving Satan and worshipping Satans’ daughters.

Essentially this man was taken into enslavement by his sister who controlled him and made him do things. They build their blood pact by slicing his wrist and hers and pressing the wounds together. I was the one that did the cutting.

In accordance this was the ritual of surrendering to Satan. Here is when I stood with my ritual dagger. And a silk red rope around their wrists binding them together. First the blood dripped into the small vessel that would be collected and mixed with wine.

Then the two of them drank from the vessel and became united. Once his sister was impregnated we used the 8 month of pregnancy to take the thing from her womb. This would be the true binding of the two to Satan.

Finally with that unborn thing wiggling and breathing I snuffed it out in the nae of Satan to take that sacrifice and bound the two into eternal pleasure in serving Satan. As High Priestess of the Black Arts I gave them their release to be married Satanic kin folks and to have orgies and bring more sacrifices for daddy Satan.

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Home invasion phone sex beat your cock while breaking in.

Home invasion phone sex beat your cock while breaking in. Now you’re going to let me do the all the stealth. Slipping quickly and quietly through the window. A small form will flit between the rooms with barely a whisper of sound. Moving silently to the back door to let you in. Giving your cock a squeeze to make sure he is going to be ready when the time is right.

Follow right behind me. Show you the way to the bedroom of your choosing. I know what you are thinking and I for one will take the first room just to the left. It holds a nice fresh youngling. Ripe for the picking.

Checking first left and right. All is silent. Opening the door just wide enough to slip through. It must be remembered that the most prized possession is right next to adults. Keeping the tight little pink cunt close and guarded. In other words, silence, stealth, and manipulation is going to win the day.

Upon reaching her, I immediately use Velcro to secure her and duct tape over her mouth. Eye springing open. Now the only question as you enter the room is will, we take her with once you’re through with her or do we leave her unconscious? It’s your fantasy.

For now, take the tight little pussy. I will guide you in.

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Gangbang Rape Porn Star for Coke on Black Friday

gangbang rape pornI am a gangbang rape porn star. Even on the holidays, the wicked get no rest. I did double duty on Thursday. The housewife and mother in me cooked a big spread for my family. But later in the night, I excused myself to do some early shopping. Since it was Black Friday, no one questioned me or asked when I would be home. I did not know when I would be home. I went on a quest to score some coke.

Although I knew better than to go to this one truck stop, I was desperate. All my regular haunts looked closed for the holiday. So, I was not scoring coke off any regulars in a closed bar. This truck stop is close to the trailer park in town. Seedy men hang out there. So do lot lizards. I put on some hot shorts and a tank top to blend in. They mistook me for a hooker, of course. Instead of fucking for cash, I fucked for coke. Before long I had enough to get though the week.

A Taboo Mommy Whore Does Anything for Coke

But I am a greedy coke taboo phone sex whore. I should have called it a night when I had what I needed. However, my greed for coke, almost got me killed. Almost. But I am still kicking. The last cab I knocked on gave me coke and a lot more I did not bargain for. This black trucker appeared to be partying with a few other black truckers. He looked at me like a tall glass of water in the desert. I should have ran. But I am a glutton for punishment.

I got in the back of the cab and that trucker, and his friends explored their violent rape phone sex fantasies for me. Two cocks went in my ass at once gaping it so wide I will not shit right for months. They laughed at my gaped asshole. Instead of helping me, they pissed and spit into my ass. They fucked me for hours. I stumbled home smelling like an outhouse around 6 am in the morning. Luckily everyone was asleep. Just a typical day for a druggy whore.

Torture Sex Live Stream with My Favorite Son

torture sexIt is always torture sex with my son. Sometimes, I think he is addicted to beating me as I am addicted to his coke. But he loves me. Why else would he keep me so high? We live in a transactional world. If my boy gives me a huge bowl of coke, I know I need to help him with a live stream. The holidays are approaching, and everyone needs money. Except for me. I just need coke.

My boy let me get high first before he turned on the camera. I do not mind being his punching bag. He loves to see me purple and blue. His favorite colors. I heard the chimes before he even through his first punch. I think my boy knows what the fans want. They love seeing a snuff porn star beaten black, and blue.

As my face came up from the bowl of cocaine, my boy punched me. Not in the face though. He would never damage my sniffer. But the rest of my body is fair game. The more he punched me the more chimes I heard. He even bounced my head against the wall. Although I did not feel much because of the coke, I heard the ringing in my ears. Perhaps it disoriented me a bit. But my dizziness could have been all the coke I snorted too.

I Enjoy Being My Son’s Punching Bag

The real torture involved my 4th hole. Until he fucked my urethra, I thought I only had three holes to fuck. Nope. My ass used to be his favorite hole. He has fucked my ass so many times, and so hard in the past, I can push out my prolapse on command. And although I did show off my prolapse for my son and his home viewers, my pee hole took the brunt of his anger. My 4th hole is my tightest hole.

Mommy is nothing more than a punching bag. But like I said, I never mind. My boy loves me. He gets me coke. If he needs to use me as his ass rape porn star, destroy my urethra and beat me, so be it. Being his punching bag does not mean he does not love me. Although I am still sore as fuck, my son gave me enough coke to survive a beating from Mike Tyson.

Gangbang Rape Porn is What This Whore is Made For – Geneva

Last night was like any other night. I became a Gangbang rape porn star. No, it was not planned, obviously. As always I just wanted to have a good time. This led to me wondering out to my local club to see some friends.

Upon entering and seeing that the night was some kind of hip hop thing going on, I figured things would be interesting. I sauntered over to the bar and got my usual red bull and vodka.

In no time I was hooted at and grabbed at. A blonde white girl with big fake tata’s and a round ass is all they saw. It’s true they thought of nothing other than pounding me out with their Big black cocks.

Honestly this thought of them thinking sexual pleasures from me turned me on. After all I am a whore. So should I be surprised that I was taken advantage of at an after party? Fuck no. This is always the outcome.

After leaving the club with a couple of black guys I started to feel concerned. It was a twenty minute drive to the place of the party. The guys were all over me and feeding me line after line of cocaine. There is a point where the edge gets pushed and adrenaline and borderline paranoia starts.

So this is how I was going to end my fun. Dead on air Gangbang Rape Porn Snuff.

Once we pulled into the driveway and I saw that there were at least 10 other guys there it seemed all good. But suddenly I felt things weren’t quite right. I did not see any other females. Brushing off any concern, like a bimbo I got more excited.

Finally I reallized all these bbc’s were all mine. I knew they had plans. We were a little tucked outside of town and away. So I just consumed more drugs and started suck the bbc’s. Then bam! I was knocked out and they started getting rough with me. Bright lights and camera”s were all I saw.

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Taboo Phone Sex Needs a Creative Man Like You and a Whore Like Me

taboo phone sexI enjoy taboo phone sex. As a dirty mommy, I do taboo things daily. So, when guys ask me if I am no taboos, I laugh. My life is taboo. I learned to love incest and coke from my mother. She would do lines of coke and fuck my brother when he was a teenager. When I got married and had boys of my own, I followed in my mother’s footsteps.

However, the difference between my mother and me is that I cannot control my coke usage. My mother only snorted coke a few times a week. I am more like a several times a day. I am rarely not high. Perhaps, that’s the reason I find myself in so much trouble. I like working on a snuff phone sex line though. My life experiences often mirror my caller’s fantasies. I would not thrive on a vanilla line.

I Love a Creative Yet Brutal Snuff Fantasy

Even though I enjoy mommy rape fantasies, I like the more hardcore shit. Dismember me, beat me, even snuff me out on the phone. If you get off, I get off. My caller last night presented me with a Saw like torture fantasy. He thought I would say hell no. But I said hell yes. Creative men with sick fantasies might be my kryptonite. Seriously, I love a torture fantasy.

My caller kidnapped me while walking home from a drug deal. Of course, he took me to his place and did awful things to me. I mean he did the basic things to me also. He fucked me and beat me up. But then the fantasy got wild. He took my limbs off with a hacksaw. Slow torture sex gives me a wet pussy every time. And I can be a screamer. Big cock or big knife, I scream either way.

What a wonderful and brutal death this caller gave me. But now you must up your game. Think you can be as creative as he was for our snuff call?

Snuff phone sex slut Terry, destroys a sissy faggots asshole

Snuff phone sex Horror snuff extreme porn is the definition of me, Terry the snuff phone sex evil slut. I am a no-limit, no-taboo operator. Speaking of operators, I would like to surgically operate on your cock. I want to clamp your cock to a Prong collar just so I can hear your horror screams. It gets my young bald pussy sloppy wet! Believe it or not you stupid bitch I don’t stop the torture until my pussy is dripping pussy juice through my sadistic leather outfit, Muha good luck achieving that.

Liquid does not seep through leather so just picture the duration of the slow snuff torture you will endure under my supervision. Muhaha! The very next thing on my list for you would be to stretch your cock so much that I would be able to guide it right into your bloody butthole. Torture sex is what a disgusting hornball like you deserves! The reason why your butthole would be gushing blood in the first place is that at that point I would have shoved a sharp glass dildo so deep up your ass just for thinking I would willingly be into giving you a prostate milking.

Anyhow once we are finished doing that my next order of business would be to have you tied upside down and hung to be spun around in circles by my huge warehouse ceiling fan, while one of my snuff slaves is whip-lashing you with my medieval spiked metal whip of my choice.   You’re starting to get the memo, aren’t you? If you’re into medical fetish, Murder fantasies, or Mutilation phone sex then you are in the right place. Give me a call so I can make sure you experience a series of snuff sessions with your best evil torturer.

There will be no stop word!

Bloody Phone Sex Gets Messy with a Gore Whore

bloody phone sexBloody phone sex fun is what I offer. You can call me a gore whore because I like it messy. Very messy. And I do not care who my victim is either. I am an equal opportunity killer. Young girls, young boys or older women and men, all bleed alike. Well, almost alike. Young blood is brighter red. And it tastes sweeter. Although I am no vampire, the taste of blood does not upset me.

I can kill quickly. But why kill quickly when you can prolong the agony? That’s the best part of any kill for me. I get off on your pain and suffering. Or our victim’s pain and suffering. Although I am a loner by nature, I enjoy killing with the right partner too. However, not all the guys who hire me have the stomach for what I do. Perhaps, they can explore their rape phone sex fantasies easier than they can murder their victim.

I Like My Victims Eviscerated Because I am a Gore Whore

I make a great accomplice because I will not let your victim live to identify you. Marc thought he could kill this young girl he fucked. He met this young girl at the mall who claimed to be 18 and down to fuck him. I did not buy his story that he did not know she was not 18. She did not look anywhere close to 18 when I kidnapped her for him. But I did not care because he paid me to get rid of his problem.

He thought he could help kill her but the simp puked at the thought of gutting her like a pig. This little cock tease likely lies to guys about her age, gets them hooked on teenage pussy then attempts to extort money from them because she is jailbait. But guess what? Today, there is one less cock teasing teen in the world. I eviscerated her. Gutted her in front of Marc. He passed out at the sight of her entrails. Pussy.

Not all men have the stomach I do. Nor do all men enjoy the torture sex as much as me. But that is why I am the perfect accomplice. I can stomach anything. The bloodier the better with me.