When I felt ready, I lifted my shirt and carefully pricked the skin over my heart.On my right index finger, I colleted the drop of blood that oozed ou... and wiped it down both sides of the blade and hilt. As I did so, I imagined the blood binding with the knife. I imagined my emotions, my intellect, and the most fundamental part of myself binding with the knife. Into it I fed almost all of the manna that I was holding as I said, "I consecrate this knife as my athame. May it serve me well. May it. Then i continued and this time i slipped my both hands inside his pants from the bottom touching his balls first. Then i proceded to his erected cock. on the pretext of applying soap, i stroked his cock slowly. his eyes were closed and he was blushing and the same time his body started to shiver a little harder than earlier. Knowing that he was enjoying it although reluctantly, i pulled down his pants slowly down to his knees. then i took more soap into my hands and started stroking his cock. There was so much force in each thrust that it was almost painful, but there was no way he was stopping. Oh god Mica! So fucking hard! Yeah it is. Im gunna cum in your hungry fat pussy! He started pushing me into the couch with his weight, and my legs finally gave out from the hard fucking so that I was now kneeling on the couch. Micas grip tightened on my waist and he continued to slam into me until I could feel his cum start pouring in me. I moaned and twitched as he let it all out with a. "Terror distorted her features. "Eddie, no, I'm telling you, I'm being good." Angie, you're sick, I'm taking you to a clinic, not hauling you off to kill you."On the way to a 24-hour clinic – one that Eddie had had reasons to use in the past - Angie passed out in his truck.He wondered as he drove on if it might not be kinder to put her out of her misery altogether."Ah, there's the monster I know and love," said the voice inside his head.Eddie looked at the pathetic creature slumped in the seat.