Peachy Keen Films-My Revenge

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My plan was simple: Kill her. After she left me, the raunchy words, the restricting order, it was all I wished to do, take what was mine and muffle her--forever.
She was staying at her friends--she had been for a few days. She was going to embark again, pick up the lumps. I hated her pal. She helped drive us apart. She would pay, and I would take something from her in the process.

I punched the door in and found them in the kitchen. My ex was prompt, grasped and crooked my ear and I let her go, but not for lengthy. I went to the stairs, eyed her go up and turn just it time to knock out her gf. I dragged that tramp up to the bedroom where I knew my ex was lurking...either the closet or the douche. It didn't matter--she would ultimately come out. All I had is time.

I did not waste any time. I packaged the string I had around her pals neck. She came too when I began pulling. I ********* that tearing up slut so firm, her tongue was jamming out and her gams were grimacing....I noticed she was fairly muscled and that added to the enlivenment of anticipating her death. Such a pretty, healthy youthfull woman--I would boinking end that right now.

When she was dead, it was all of a sudden highly, highly tranquil. I could nearly hear my ex sighing in the room--where was she hiding?

I disrobed this dead tramps bod, got to paw her for the very first time after so many times, so many boring dinners and nights out looking at her--wondering. She was cute, and so I smashed her. God, she perceived fine. I romped her rock-hard, I was getting close, so close, then the door opened and my ex came running out. I dropped what I was doing, and gripped her.

I dragged her on the couch over her dead mates battered figure and got my cord around her. I commenced her. Oh, she struggled rock hard, she knew this was it, I was not penetrating around like the other times. This was the end game.

She kneed and fought, bucking her thighs, tensing up, her muscles shuddering and calming over and over. Her tongue was out, her eyes giant and funked. This is it babe, this is the hefty sleep.

It took a while--both these chicks were strenuous, healthy. When she went, she went leisurely, eyes lodging half open, throat hardly agape--tongue a lil' out.

I spent the next while toying with her, It would be my last time. I moved her around, posed her. She fell off the sofa and I embarking undressing her. Once she was bare, I flopped her over her gf, then I screwed her. This is what I was taking from her--the opportunity to say no. No more. I would plow her like I did her acquaintance and there was nothing she could do about it.

I smashed my dead ex until I came inwards her super-hot cock-squeezing honeypot. Then, I posed her one last time. She was so fantastic. They both were. Somehow they would have me believe that I ravaged it all up. I know it my heart is was their fault and now they have paid the ultimate price.