Vera



My air is running out, your hands wrapped around my neck feel about as nice as dying can feel, my heart pounds but it’s getting slower, my vision’s getting darker, and my soul is leaving. I can feel it, Suffocation phone sex is doing me in, and it’s you who’s got the last squeeze around my pretty little neck. If that sounds appealing to you then you’re in the right place and you’ve found the right girl to betray. I’m a sexy slut who’s been around too much and sees too much cock. I’ve used my whore cunt too many times and I’m about due that terrifying encounter that every whore has nightmares about. There’s a statistic for whores getting cut up and gutted for a reason, and it’s not idle fantasy. Can you make me a statistic? Can you ruin what left I have of my life with Sadistic phone sex and wrap your strong grip around my neck? I don’t want to suffer, I want a peaceful end. I want my lungs to lose, that gentle burning on my skin from losing feeling to be the last thing I feel. I’m ready to be what crime stories are written about, and find my end while you pump your hard cock in and out of me like just some other naughty slut being shown the true weight of a thick dick. You have it in you to kill me, and I have it in me to die, all I’m asking is that you don’t make it hurt. I’m asking you to let me go out on my fantasy, Strangulation phone sex. I want to go out with one last gasp in the dead of night, my children never finding out what happened to me. I want to simply disappear, my body being chopped up and fed to pigs, or discarded in the woods one finger at a time.

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