Usually when I get snuff phone sex calls, I am the victim or the accomplice. But Gerard wanted a sexy blonde bimbo snuffing him out. He seemed more enlightened than most of the men who I encounter on my phone line or in the club. Gerard told me his cock measured around 3-inches erect. That’s worthless to any woman. But this guy has a good income. Likely he could find some gold digger who values money more than sexual pleasure.
But I had no problem being in the driver’s seat since I am a sexy switch. Like most men, he simply lacks the balls to off himself. So, he needs a bitch to make him a snuff porn star. No skin off my nose if some small dick loser wants to die. One less small dick loser in the world, right?
If You Have a Death Wish, I Can Make it Cum True
Since I had my choice on how to kill him, I thought about it for a few minutes. And I decided to suffocate him with my hot ass and cunt. What a way to go, right? As I sat on his face, I slapped his dick and balls too. He had no choice but to lick and eat my pussy and ass. By the time his little dick and tiny balls turned bright red, I started to reduce his airway more. It is easy to do when you are tall and have great legs. I closed my thighs against his head to suffocate him.
And I could feel him struggling under my weight as I squeezed my legs like a boa constrictor. I felt powerful. Perhaps, too powerful. Killing a man can be an intoxicating feeling. Although he did fight me, I just squeezed my long nails into his ball sack. And that took the wind out of his sails. And before long he died from suffocation phone sex. My pussy dripped all over his dead body. It feels good to be a snuff princess. Maybe you can die next?