For Thanksgiving he had me. He had cooked a quaint intimate dinner for just the two of us. Lights low, soft music playing and candles lit. I walked into a bouquet of flowers and dinner already prepared. He took my hand and pulled out my chair for me to sit, kissing my hand as he let go. I felt like a princess as I looked at all the preparations, he had made just for me. A turkey, beautifully cooked on a golden platter in front of me. He kissed my cheek and smiled as he walked to get the electric knife.
He stood beside me and turned it on, slowly running it down the turkey. In an erotic way. Firm strokes up and down as he continued to cut the meat. He told me I looked beautiful and reached down to kiss me. Taking my hand and pulling me up to him. A deep passionate kiss. My pussy becoming wet and my heart beating so fast. Then I heard the electric knife turn on. He continued kissing me as I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. He had rammed the knife inside of me. I was bleeding profusely, begging for him to stop.
He ignored my pleading and gently and carefully laid me on the floor and kissed me again. He pulled up my dress and pushed the electric knife deep inside of me. Slicing and cutting and butchering my insides. I was still semi-conscious when I felt pressure. He was on top of me, pushing his cock into my torn-up cunt. Fucking me like he had never fucked me before I felt his balls against my body, heard his load moans and felt his thick warm load inside of me as I started to black out.
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