Bloody phone sex holidays keep me busy. Many folks want to kill around the holidays. And I understand the impulse to just pick up a knife and gut your mother-in-law or some other relative that nags you to death. Trust me, I understand. My murderous impulses run high, especially this time of year. And often I do not care who I kill. The need to kill just feels too strong to ignore sometimes, you understand.
But let me help you hone your murderous impulses like I honed mine. Do not shit where you eat. That means do not kill some one close to you. At least do not do it alone. You might need me as your accomplice phone sex partner if you struggle to find a surrogate for all your rage. A surrogate is the key, especially if you want to kill a young one. The authorities always look at the family and neighbors first.
But sometimes, a surrogate is not doable. Recently, I helped Chad kill his ex-step-daughter. From what he told me, I did the world a favor. He found me on the dark net, and we talked extensively about this young teen whore. She seduced him years ago but took some pictures of him eating her bald wet pussy that he never knew about. Now that he is divorced from her mother, the little cock tease wants to blackmail him. Conniving cunts need to die.
Conniving Cunts Need To Die
And Chad hired the right accomplice. Not only did I give him an airtight alibi for the girl’s disappearance, but I also made her death look like a runaway situation. One of the things I brag about as your accomplice is that no body is ever found. If you are going to make a snuff porn, you cannot leave any evidence behind.
We fucked that little schemer into oblivion. Destroy her asshole and her cunt before we destroyed her life. I cannot divulge all the details here for fear of incriminating myself or implicating my accomplice, but trust me, that little whore will never be found. Now, who do you need killed?
