Peachy Keen Films-GROUNDHOG DAY

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Groundhog Day. Starring Jizzabelle and Fallon. Directed by JohnM

A guy gets stuck in time, repeating the same day over and over. Briefly he realizes that the consequences of his deeds are not going to matter, because the day simply resent at 7am. Now, it is time to have fun.
Note:
I have been wanting to do this story for a lengthy time and it ultimately worked out---and so brilliantly. The 3 actors I had were fine, knew exactly the concept and their execution was ideal. So, satisfy love. And, if you like it, let me know so I can pen a sequel.
Story:
It has been over 400 days of the same day. Over and over he was repeated this day. Every day, at 7am, his alarm would go off, and the day would embark over. The same hoe of a gf would wake him up by spanking him in the torso. She would be in a rush to get dresses and meet her sis. He would be groggy and hardly able to get his bathrobe on. Afterward at work, he answered the same phone calls day after same day.
He desired to die.
And, then, something different happened. He realized, he could switch things. He realized, he could switched anything in any way and it would not matter.
Today when he woke up, he perceived like a fresh boy. Something was different and he was not going to let this experiencing pass. This time, when she woke up, he made a difference.
He attacked her--latching onto her gullet, the hate packed him. All the years of bitching at him with her whinny Jersey accent. And, for the last 400 or more days, hearing the same thing over and over. He had enough and he took it out in total power, smothering her until she was a lifeless dead biotch. He pushed her dead assets off the couch, then there was a knock on the door. Her step-sister.
He opened the door, flinging her into the apartment and coerced her to blow his prick as she cried and whined about her sista, laying dead and cooling on the floor behind him. He nailed her hatch until she ball-gagged over and over, then threw her on the floor. He hiked her sundress, pulled her undies to the side and pounded her over her dead sisters assets. She was screaming and weeping so he reached around and snapped her neck. Now he was boning her dead assets and he luved it.
7am. And the day was fresh again. No bods. He was in the clear. and he had plans.
He told the cockslut he had a introduce for her. She was blessed for once---until he pulled out the knife. Before she could completely respond, he inserted it into her heart. She skid off the knife to the floor, hardly alive for a moment, then faded away.
The sis was at the door, do he welcomed her to the partly. More compelled oral, then he made her unwrap and stabbed her in the stomach. As she lay enduring, he could not help but thing---this is the greatest day ever. He jammed the knife into her hooter and she bent back and then died.
When he woke up, he did not mince words. He grimaced her out of couch, gun in her face, forcing her to deepthroat his cock--she was horrified and he luved it. She was getting her comeuppance for once.
When the sis came, he revved it into a fast sis step-sister make out session then had them both slurping and deep throating his schlong at gun point. But, shortly the joy was over and he made one sista witness as he shot the other--his gf. She looked down at the hold in her stomach, bewildered, then he torn 2 more shots into her orb and pecs. She flew back on the sofa, enduring for a bit, then dead.
He revved his attention to her sista. Her palms in the air, like she just don't care--but he knew she cared and after a moment of gawping at her, shot her in the melon. She fell onto the bed, clutching her wound in ache, blood trickling out. He let her endure for a but, then elevated her micro-skirt and shot her in the slit. She endured extremely before ultimately going into that superb night.
he was weary, so he cleared off his sofa by pushing his dead gf to the floor--again, then curled up for a nights sleep and another fresh day.
Only, when he woke up, it was a fresh day--but not the same day. Tme had moved forth. The figures were still in his room. Cold and dead. Oh plumb.
No worries. he determined to make the greatest of it.
He drilled his dead gfs handsome corpse--took a break to ravage her sisters dead, agape, gullet, then back to the gf until eventually shooting his fountain all over her.
He was done, done with everything and made that known, leaving his room littered with bods and questions that will forever be unanswered.