You are dark and sexy. I knew you were the devil in disguise but I agreed to go with you anyway. You would take me to the secret place where you took all of the girls you fucked. Mostly, you just used them and dumped them. I had even helped you a time or two when you wanted a succulent little teen to molest and kill. I guess I thought I was safe.
I thought I was different, maybe even special. You took me to your cozy little place in the country and not the woods or the water treatment plant where you usually took your victims. We had a nice glass of wine. You began to undress me, telling me how hot my big tits and round ass made you. My pussy was ready to gush when you finally slid your joystick into my cock coozie. You fucked my pussy, my ass, and my mouth, telling me how good they all felt. I was so happy, thinking that maybe you wanted me as your GF.
Finally, you had me facedown on your bed, wrecking my ass. I felt your rigid choad in the depths of my bowels and I was bucking wildly, trying to take more. I felt you reaching for something and suddenly your belt was around my neck, pulled tight. I fought and wiggled, trying to get away, but that just made you wilder. Your breath was coming fast as I struggled. I felt light-headed and I knew I had to get away. As your orgasm neared, you pulled even tighter as you pumped me without mercy. I felt my ass-rim tear with the force. You pulled the belt-noose tighter, cutting off my air. My windwipe began to collapse and I gagged. I clawed at the sheets and arched my back. My legs kicked as my heartbeat began to dwindle. I gave one last gasp as your cock exploded into my limp, dead body that still twitched, even as it began to cool.
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