She nodded, her lower lip quivering. “And all the night before, and the night before that?” Again, she nodded. “Why?” “I don’t know.” She mouthed, her voice gone. A tear rolled down her cheek, stopped at her jaw, then splashed onto her neck. The lunar light cast a soft shadow about her pulmonary artery, pulsing wildly with terror. Her eyes flitted from me, to the pin in my hand. The hand was steady as a rock. I sat beside her on the bed, and put my arm around her shoulders. She was trembling so violently the palsy almost shook my own limbs. I pulled her into the crook of my side, and rested her cold tear-streaked cheek against my indian breast. I stroked the matted her from her forehead, and kneaded my fingers into her mane. Then I yanked it back, exposing the bow of her neck, the artery pulsing wildly with the last beats of life. She opened her mouth to scream, but all that came out was a squeak not even a mouse could hear. I raised my fist, and plunged the hairpin deep. She croaked, her body spasming, her eyes bulging. Blood spilled from between my fingers, hot and thick, dripping onto her neck as she gulped manically for breath. “Why?” She mouthed. “I don’t know.” I whispered, and pulled the hairpin out of her shoulder. She choked in a breath then, one that caught in her chest with a violent shudder. The small hole in her shoulder seeped deep purple in the lunar light, spilling a thick rivulet down her arm. “Lay down on the bench over there” I told her and positioned my tip at her overflowing entrance. Oh, that fucking brat. She quickly closed her blazer and grabbed a towelette out of her purse and wiped her face. ‌I hold her boobs in my hand and started to play with her nipples she started to moaning "ummmmmmmmmmm....hhhhhhhhhhhh"..oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........this feels so good brother......." I am wondering what the fuck I’ve gotten myself into. The dark skinned woman was still playing with herself, looking back at him with a sultry gaze. She was cheating on me with her friend Marissa. She was full bodied and easily five foot eight inches. She saw the movement inside me, and curled her fingers into my rim, spreading me open. “I understand. My picture clearly showed her with a willy in her puss and a willy in her mouth, and all I wanted was to be her! “Start sucking it honey, and use your tongue.” She said softly, her hand almost aggressively kneading the softness of his ass as he obeyed her, feeling a warmth in his chest as he rolled his lips up and down her cock, feeling her hand caressing the back of his head, her soft moans as he sucked her cock all the proof he needed that he was doing a good job. I’ll just cover indian them and put them in the refrigerator till you come down.” raj started trying to kiss her. “STEVE DAVIES!” "Kids huh?"