As if he could read her mind, Fleck finally spoke. "This is real, cunt." She saw the blade flash above her as it tore downinto her pussy, ripp...ng through her cunt and she screamed shrilly as her sex exploded into a geyser of blood. Weakly, she tried to reach down, to protect her mutilated pussy as Fleck brought the knife down again and again, the blade ripping through her hands and down into her vagina. Her blood sprayed across the room and spread across the floor like a raging river. . Note to self: frozen logs are cold and shouldn't be sat on by naked butts.Robbie's hand encircled my cock. Her hand was cold, and the feeling was painful and wonderful at the same time. Second note to self: think about restricting outdoor sex to summer months. Maybe fall and spring.On the lake, Tami was circling, gathering speed. I saw her push high in the air and spin twice before landing. A double lutz. Tami faltered, but I ignored her.Robbie was breathing on the head of my cock, and her hot. Then he saw it. A small puncture wound on his upper right arm that was not there a moment before. Realization dawned on him; he has been shot and the hot sticky liquid he felt was his own blood. Suddenly pain flared through out his left arm as the event finally registered. In panic, he pointed the stun gun in his uninjured arm at his target.A third muffled noise came from under the sheets. This time the intruder felt a force slam into his right arm. Before he could fire the stun gun he felt his. His eyes begged me to give in to his sensational touch. As he brought me to the edge I felt my legs begin to give way and I grabbed his coarse brown hair with my tremulous fingers before stroking them across his cheek. I glared into his eyes as I sank backwards towards the beds, my shuddering legs finally unable to hold me aloft. I pulled him back with me onto my soft bed, my lips never parting from his as we tumbled down together. The air felt thick with my own need as I began to pull at.