Evil Phone Sex Shit Gets Me Worked Up

evil phone sexI am into some evil phone sex level shit. Mark is my neighbor. Not really but technically. I am not a community dweller. He lives a mile from me, but still the closest person to me. I am not very social. But for a person, he is okay. He shovels my driveway when it snows. Brought me food during the shutdowns. He has never tried to fuck me, which is why he is still my neighbor. I am the kind of bitch who will put you in a trunk and help look for you. Mark seems okay for guy. Last night, he knocked on my door. I thought maybe he had some of my mail by mistake. Not the issue. He had a girl with him. This was too close to home. I could not have her DNA in my place. We put her in his trunk, and I drove him to my kill shack. Some hooker he brought home tried to fleece him and he shoved her. She fell, hit her head and went unconscious. He thought he killed her. I thought she looked like a snuff sex porn star too. But she came to and started screaming. I did not care. Only nature to hear her screams. I told Mark we should play a little game with her. We would let her run wild in the woods naked. She could live if she got away. I have so many traps in the woods, there was no way some dumb cunt with head trauma was escaping my woods, even with a 10-minute head start. Found the naked bitch in a ditch. I dug for months a bunch of them all around my kill shack like a moat. Never want one of my prey to escape before I am done with my fun. Now for Mark, I told him we could fuck her, kill, leave her for the coyotes or maybe all the above. He had rape phone sex fantasies to explore. I let him go first. He never got to fuck her, because she tried to blackmail him for money. The dumb whore put out, even if not willingly so, LOL. She screamed, cried, pleaded, begged for her life. We left her alive for the coyotes and heard them tear her apart alive as we walked away. Mark is more than my neighbor now. He is my partner in crime.

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