I’m cornered. I feel his foul breath, reeking of ass and beer. He pinches my tit, hard. I whimper and he smiles. But this is no movie. This is one of those real life snuff porn movies and I’m a victim.
He runs the blade up under my clothes, cutting me from waist to neck. I feel the blood begin to flow. He rubs his fingers through the wound and brings them to my mouth. I refuse to open and he punches me, knocking out my teeth. I suck them, feeling the blood trickling down my throat. His cock is rigid now and pushing into my gaping stomach wound. I scream in pain as his meat blade cuts into my liver, severing my kidneys with a hard thrust. I’m bleeding internally now, my lungs filling up with fluid. I gurgle deep in my throat as I began to convulse. I drop to my knees.
My dying gasps make him more excited. He needs his release. He stabs me right between my huge tits, carving a pussy into my chest cavity. He stuffs his cock deep into the bleeding hole, feeling my heart beating against his cock. Ramming himself into me, he empties his balls into my dying heart, the last beat squeezing the cum from his cock.
As my dead body hits the floor, he decides to save it for later tonight, when the moon is full….
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