I’m Scared Your Murder Phone Sex Fantasies Will Come True
Your murder phone sex fantasies plague my dreams. Every night I go to bed and wake up in a hot sweat, thinking about one of you finding me. I’m terrified that I’ll wake up to one of you breaking into my house. Throwing a brick through my front window and just climbing your way in. If I woke up, you would find me scared hiding in the closet. Or worse for me. You would find me still sound asleep and ready for you to snuff me. You would find me stripped completely naked, sleeping on my stomach clutching a mirror.
Break In and Make Me an Ass Rape Porn Star
I’m a sound sleeper. You could set up a camera and make me your first snuff movies victim. Pull out your hard cock and stroke it to my sleeping body. Then get on top of me. I’d wake up screaming and thrashing around. Hold my legs together between your thighs and grab me by my hair. Threaten to fucking slice my throat if I don’t stop screaming. I want you to tell me that you found my posts online. Tell me you just couldn’t help yourself and had to come and pay me a visit. Say you just want to fuck me and then leave.
Maybe I’ll listen. Or maybe I’ll scream. Forcing you to wrap your hands around my neck and squeeze until the sound stops. Then smash me over the head with my lamp. When I’m knocked out, the ass rape porn can begin. Spit on your cock and slap it against this fat ass. Then push your sick cock into my tight ass hole. You won’t have to be gentle when I’m unconscious. Rip my ass apart. I want to wake up to my shithole bleeding around your cock. Push my face into the pillow and suffocate me while you use my hole to milk your cock. Shoot your cum inside of me. And always remember dead whores don’t tell.