Peachy Keen Films-Party Time

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Party Time. Starring Keely and Roxxxy. Directed By JohnM

Chris and Roxxxy were a killing duo. Tonight, after getting pounded up, snorting a speedball and doing some molly, they determined to kill an hooker

They find a pretty, youthful one in the local adult paper and order her up. When she arrives, they make her comfy and Chris gives her a swallow tainted with GHB which will briefly cause her to obey with whatever they want.

At first-ever tho', they have a lil' guiltless joy. The dolls in red-hot underwear begin messing around with each other. Very first, Roxxxy munches Keely's jiggly slit then they change. Chris attempts to finger Keely, but the drug had not taken effect yet and she reminds him of the rule...only damsels for her. So the showcase heads on and the next time Chris attempts, she attempts to protest, but he compels her to keep concentrated on Roxxxy's labia while he frigs her cock-squeezing crevasse. The mood switches. Now, she is their play-toy and they do whatever they want with the compliant female.

Next, Roxxxy compels her to inhale Chris's beef whistle, but briefly joins in herself. Later, Chris thrusts a phat spandex fake penis in Keely's taut puss and shortly the gals are both wedging it---their honeypots sticking together. During this process, Chris ballgags and uses forearm and gam handcuffs on the teenager call girl. Then, Chris has Roxxxy pound Keely with a belt cock, then has Keely shag Roxxxy. Chris takes a duo opportunities to get more head from Roxxxy, but shortly has his gun out and is menacing Keely as she bj's his shaft. When she does not do it right, he knocks her unconscious with the ass of the gun. While unconscious, Roxxxy climbs on the strap dildo that Keely is still wearing and penetrates it. Then, Chris pulverizes Keelys unconscious bod, jizzing all over her stomach and mammories.

Next, they take Keely, who is now awake but groggy, and put a strap around her neck. They strength her up on a chair while she pleads and begs. When they crush it out, Roxxxy attempts to hold the string, but briefly Chris has to take over. As she is draped a few inches off the floor, she leisurely asphyxiates.

She crushes her gams frantically, her nylon-stocking dressed toes reaching for the safety of the floor. She fights as greatest she can with gravity pulling her lil' figure downward as rock-hard as it can and only her neck being the highly thing that is keeping her alive--but at the expense of air, precious air. She reaches up and attempts to pull on the string, perhaps hoisting herself up and getting a reprieve from the lack of oxygen. But, she did not have the intensity anymore and she was weakening rapid.

Briefly, frothy slaver was trickling out of her facehole. Roxxxy found all this highly titillating and was frigging her vagina as she observed the youthfull dame die. Shortly, she was only spasming. Then, right as Roxxxy climaxes from boning her beaver with her frigs, Keely is dies. Chris lets her glob harshly to the floor. Chris heads out of the apartment and Roxxxy spends more time with Keely's corpse, eating her super-hot dead snatch.

When Chris comes back, he has a surprise for Roxxxy. Under guise of a rubdown, he gets her to sit on the bed, then heads around behind her and swiftly puts a plastic back over her head. Roxxxy struggles rigid, kneeing her gams out, her high-heel boots digging and pounding into the carpet. She attempts to grip the bag and tear it but Chris controls to secure both her palms by a hold on her wrists up above her head. Now, all she could do was deep-throat plastic.

She bj'ed rock hard, the plastic deforming her face, slobber coming out and drenching the interior of the bag. Sweat glazes her titties and tummy as her figure dollars and yanks, gams kneeing, muscles locking and grimacing, high-heeled slippers pointing out. She resumes to struggle for a while, but ultimately slows down.

Finally, Chris lets her hands fall by her side where she only has the force to let them lay there and grimace. She eventually dies, her gams, and stilettos coming to a rest on the carpet, her assets slunk down in the sofa, her face crooked by the plastic--tongue mashed against it, one eye super-naughty open and one eye partially closed.

He takes the bag off. So revved on by this, he heads around, raises her gams up and plumbs her like a madman until orgasming inwards her. He takes his leave, having to go preparation items for bod disposition. The camera lingers to pan the 2 dead girls.