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over. He began massaging
my butt just the way I like and I felt my juice drip on my
thigh.
    He was so engrossed with the way I was boning
him that he didn’t even notice when my back stiffened and my
demeanor started to change. I moved the razor from under my tongue
with my tongue then carefully spit it into my hand behind his back.
I sucked his neck once more and he let his head fall back onto the
headrest to give me full action at it. I wasted no time and sliced
him right across his Adam’s apple ripping the flesh at his neck
wide open. He tried to push me out of the way but it was much too
late to do anything to save himself. He looked into my face and his
eyes grew wide as saucers. I wonder if he saw the devil himself as
he looked at me.
    His face displayed pure shock and pain while
I’m pretty sure mine held amusement and arousal. I kept my gaze
upon his and did not waiver from it for I was in fear that if I did
I would miss when his soul finally made its withdrawal.
    He grabbed at his neck to stop the flow of
blood but his arms started to grow heavy and dropped from his
throat. His body had begun to spasm as if he was a fish taken out
of water. His body was shaking so hard that the friction from his
manhood grinded with my honeypot. At first he was trying to take
quick gasps to catch his breath then it turned to tiny sips. His
eyes glazed over then his mouth fell open.
    I continued to watch as the blood spurted out
from the open gash. I got even more excited, my panties were
soaking wet and I had an orgasm so hard that it rocked my soul. I
lifted my shirt then smeared the blood all over my hardened nipples
as I continued to watch the dying man. He was a lot stronger than
the others before him that were in this exact situation plus he
held out a lot longer than I thought he would and for that I was
happy. I appreciated the strength that he displayed because it
allowed us to have awesome foreplay while he was on his last
leg.
    I placed my breast upon his chest and an ear
to his mouth so that I could see if he may have still been
breathing. I could feel faint beat of his heart and that aroused me
to the point of no return as my happy ending grew near. The feeling
that comes over me each time I kill sometimes scares me. I am so in
love with making people suffer that I can only hope that I will get
the same enjoyment when it’s my turn to be on the chopping
block.
    My sex faces were the last thing he saw
before he breathed his last breath; it was over. I had been so into
my orgasm and his death that I didn’t notice that I was still
grinding on his massive dick that I wish would have been inside of
me.
    I must’ve been taking too long with the body
because the next thing I know is the driver’s side door is being
snatched open and my best friend Myst, which is short for
Mysterious, is pulling me out of the car. My bestie knows me all
too well so she knew by the expression on my face that I had gotten
off.
    “Truth, you are one sick bitch, I knew yo
nasty ass was over here raping him while he was dying. If you get
some dick then you wouldn’t be doing this. I take that back because
as freaky as you are, you still would.”
    We both had to laugh at that because I can be
one freaky little lady.
    “Let me make it heifer! You know that I
haven’t gotten any good wood in a minute so you know I’m extra
horny.” I was laughing but serious as hell and we both know it.
    I hurriedly got myself together and ran to
the car that she had waiting. When I made it, I reached into the
backseat and grabbed the duffle bag with my change of clothes in
it. I wasn’t worried about anyone being able to identify me because
the parking lot was empty and I was incognito the whole time.
    I bet you thought I was slipping huh? Nah,
never that. I snatched off the blonde wig and green contacts then
placed them in a plastic bag. I changed out of my blood soaked
dress then wrapped everything up and placed it in the bag as well.
I wiped as much