She had never had a sexual experience like she was having now as the very well-endowed teenager fucked her and fucked her and fucked her.Cheryl was pa...ting so much and her eyes were rolling so Karl was getting a bit concerned for her wellbeing, because although he knew that he could drive women to sexual heaven with his cock, he had never actually killed one before.He suddenly stopped but still had his rock hard prick inside Cheryl when he said, "Are you okay?"It took her a moment to realise. Though I remember her often wearing jeans about the house, I haven't seen her do this for a very long time.Quickly withdrawing from the closet I pulled open the top drawer of her dresser and saw two untidy piles of panties, all cotton but of variety of colours, and the other of socks. The next drawer had waist high nylons and bras. Nothing too outrageous, though I didn't look too thoroughly.The next one had a denim bag that barely fit in the drawer - it was well worn, probably before I was. You don’t want to see...”“I have to, Brad. I have to,” was all she could say as she lifted back the tarp. She gasped, then tears filled her eyes as she viewed the once lovely young woman’s body, now disfigured with cuts, burns and broken bones.“There is one significant difference between Nikki and the other victims,” said the doctor.“All of Nikki’s trauma was done post mortum. She wasn’t tortured like the others. It’s very hard to see, especially in these headlights but I think I’ve detected. Her voice was so innocent, but she was always blunt and shameless with her questions, “Not…since we last met up. That was three weeks ago?” She shrugged her shoulders as if to say she hadn’t bothered counting the days, deciding to take my word for it, “Ooh, then your poor balls must be so sore and aching. I know you’ve been thinking about me this whole time. I can’t imagine how difficult it must be for you to keep from stroking that little cock of yours and making a mess as you fantasize about.