Oh, yes please Papi give me three candles up my ass.” There she was face down wit her ass up in the air and her hands reaching back and spreading he... ass cheeks wide with three candles lodged deep in her ass side by side.“Okay. Now I just want to sit back and look at you for a bit. I want to see you sitting there with your ass propped high and just holding those candles in your ass. Sitting there with three candles shoved up into your asshole until I decide to remove them, work them, or add to. The room went silent for a second as the echo from the gun died out and then the blonde girl screamed.Panic gripped her blood spattered face and she scrambled to her feet, panting quickly and her hands shaking. "You ... killed ... her."Tony nodded and looked at the tearful girl – his favourite prostitute - and fired the gun into her chest. "Sorry. Can't have any witnesses," he told her as she fell onto the floor. "You understand, right?" He cackled nastily and sighed.Tony surveyed the scene,. "These were her last intelligible words for five minutes as she grunted and moaned signalling each orgasm crashing through her like slow rolling surf on a beach. Her internal muscles clamped me then they fluttered and clamped me again causing me to slow wanting to prolong the exhilaration. Instead Anita sensed what I was doing and started violently thrusting and I lost all contact with reality as I floated away.I suspected that I had momentarily passed out overloaded with the intense. “Baby, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I said quietly as I put my arms under her and helped her up. She looked like she was on the verge of tears. I wrapped her in my arms and held her as she started to cry, and I didn’t even care that people were watching now. I didn’t care about anything but her. “Are you okay?” I asked after a minute, pushing her back so I could see her face. She nodded but didn’t look at me. That made me feel sick inside. I helped her around to the.