Suffocation phone sex up close and personal, fantasy rape? Tell me no. Then it will be hardcore. This girl wants to press her forearm into your jugular. Riding you until the end. It won’t be the first time or even the last time. After all I may have been sold to a gang but all they did was teach me how to really be nasty. Don’t want no short dick man. Not going to put up with vanilla crème sex with missionary. Shit that word is a curse word. One of the worst.
Another key point is I am a killer. A killing machine that gets off on ending someone. Suffocation is very personal. Having the fantasy rape of you at the same time simply makes the thrill even better. Like knowing I don’t need to worry about protection. Never knew it was me in the first place. A little acid will eat through the dick. In fact, you can rest assured that as I prefer to watch you change colors as my forearm presses into your jugular. Your fingers get weak.
Suffocation phone sex up close and personal, fantasy rape?
The air leaves your body slowly. Slippery tight wet pussy gripping your cock. Riding you. Making you want to gasp and keep going. The body is immobilizing. Feel the pop in the throat. Crushing the larynx. Tossing my head back. Now to ride you until you have suffocated yourself.
That is the biggest kicker of them all now isn’t it. Crushing the larynx to make you suffocate yourself. How much eviler can a body be. Hidden depths and it does this pussy just aching to cum. Pulsating. You can even feel it. The harder I ride, the faster you die.
Turning me into the Killer phone sex whore who decided a little fantasy rape to finish you off. Knowing that you are suffocating slowly and painfully. As soon as I cum and you are gone going to quickly douse you in acid. Leaving no trace of me ever being there.