. I thought you liked me," he said."I like you fine..." the teasing bitch said cruelly as she dressed,"as a cuntlapper. But there's no way I'm retur...ing that favor. If it got out that I fucked or sucked a dweeb like you, I would bethe laughingstock of the school, not to mention getting botheredby all the other geeks. Thanks for the cum, baby, but I'm gone." and she flounced out of the house.Jeff just sat there stunned on the couch, his hard-on in no waydiminished by the shredding he had just. ..I'm pressed up hard behind you now, and my jeans and zipper are pressing against your bare bottom, the demin against your delicate skin feels rough, but my hand reaches round your waist and takes its place back on your cunt, better access now, I can move better, faster and firmer, "Too rough!" you chide, and I remember I'm not stroking my hard cock, I’m supposed to be gently exploring you, you're more sensitive, more swollen, a lighter touch is required and I don't complain as your hand joins. Then he went perfectly still. He had a well-fucked look of contentment on his face.Violet's fur tingled in anticipation as she watched Selena rolling out of bed and going to her dresser. She retrieved a small but very sharp dagger before returning to the bed. She climbed on top of the soon-to-be 'John Doe.' She leaned in as if to kiss him but instead quickly drew the blade across his throat. She slashed it open and left a long gash. Enough blood for a grindhouse film spurted and spewed out. Her other men included a neighbor and a friend’s husband; to me they seemed more like ‘handy opportunities’ for her. My mother claimed to be a muslim, but in fact I had never seen her practice the Faith. Father did practice, he even took the Imam meat from his hunts.I do know that when the first rumors of Father killing Mother’s lover-killer started, 6 families left town very quickly.Getting back to my history, we moved over 100 klicks, to this town, when Father lost our house. He hoped to find.