You stand there horrified. Anger. Rage. Lose. She was supposed to be the one. Right?
Nope. That bitch that you fucked for years? Had a relationship with? All those dreams dashed when you found her in the bed of some rando. Glugging on his cock like a chicken peckin on a worm to eat.
Snapped. That’s what it is.
Dude is already dead. You dispatched him pretty quickly with a click click boom. Make his a quick one too. Right in the middle of the dome. Pink mist.
The perfect shot.
Now, this bitch before you. Crying and pleading saying “It’s not what it looks like”, or “It didn’t mean anything”. You realize that you should give her what she wants. Being nailed hard and long.
You grab her by the face, look into the beautiful doe eyes. And then slowly push her head towards your cock. She just starts sucking with fervor, telling you that this is the only meat she wants in her face from now on. She’ll never do it again.
You know she’ll never do it again. And you’ll make damn sure too. Because as she keeps sucking on that dong of yours, you put your own piece to her head.
Boom.
You still think about that night all those months ago… and still think her face looks really cute in those missing person posters.