Went my cock, and then... Slam! When my cock again. I Moved in her in gigantic thrusts and slow recoveries. Kathryn was laying back, glass-eyed and drooling blood, having submitted to the situation. That was no fun, though. Still holding a handful of sticky wet black hair, I jerked her head up face to face with me. She desi stared into my eyes, not understanding what was happening to her, then something clicked, and she began struggling once more. "you understand now don't you, yeah you do."and with that, I began smashing her skull on the ground every time I thrusted. I did it for nearly a full minute before I realised that she was dead, but that realisation just spurred me on. I could feel it... Here it was...I!...Was!...Cumming! As I rolled off her corpse, I started to make out the faint wailing of sirens in the distance. Better get snappy, I wandered into the kitchen, found the largest knife there and cut my jugular. "Waaaaaagggghhhh!" I yelled as I woke up in bed. Holy!Shit! I just committed murder... like, real, no holds barred murder! I looked out my bedroom door to see Kathryn standing there in the driveway seeing her brother off to arab the gym. Day reset, check. Now, what to do this time around... Mr. Thomas usually selected a couple of 9th grade students to be his aides for at least a semester at Thompson High School. The 2nd semester had already begun but he had yet to make that selection. In the past he had always selected a couple of the cutest indian girls so that he could deliberately work close by and whenever possible look down their tops at their beginning breasts. He had noticed an attraction between Michael Johnson and Rachel Wright during science class time, but something happened during last hour on Friday that made his mind up regarding selecting these two as his future aides. Students in his science class sat at two person tables, and coincidentally Rachel and Michael sat next to each other. He had put up arabic a YouTube iraqi video on the white board regarding photosynthesis and as he looked over at the two students, he noticed . . . I knew what the numbers were. "Oh arab shit, I didn't wash that off yet?" “Will, you lying fucker!” Said the man in the car, waiting outside. She put her hands over iraqi her tits and caressed them tenderly, her eyes flickered shut then open again, “Does that feel good baby? “It’s just desi arabic one thing to know it, and another to feel indian it.” I let go of her before I did anything stupid. The low wattage bulb dimly lights up the room. Her small soft hand moves up and down my cock faster as her sweet soft lips met mine. The hot bacon dressing was one of my favorites. “How should I play with my two gifts?” Daddy mused as my wife grabbed Tammy and Courtney's ribbons, unwrapping the two girls to her delight. “Ok, this is starting to look familiar.” I asked, mostly I just wanted to hear her say it. “WOW!” I said as I stood up and threw my suit jacket over my arm and closed my car door. I stepped out of my panties and set them with care on my bed. “Nathalie!” Aingeal shouted, my soul jarred by her enthusiasm. What made it all worse was that one of those girls, who all the guys called the 'beauty two', did the unthinkable and managed to move away in her junior year, leaving just the one to be swarmed day in and day out by nearly every pecker for a thousand miles. And the sex was wonderful, you know. The next day I picked them up. "I love you more I could ever tell you," she whispered before she began licking her daughter's face. She nodded “Yes Mommy.” and as if to make the point, she grabbed my wrist and started rubbing my hand against her pussy again. “My Sven!”