Contractions of my walls alerted me to how painfully empty I was in that moment. No one had ever made me feel such things. He stood in front of me and...stripped. Remaining in place was tough yet I managed it. I had hoped our text sessions mixed with the fantasies in my head were not going to be a letdown. I needn’t have worried. He was bigger and better than my imagination could have ever conjured. There wasn’t any part of his body that didn’t make my mouth water. All kind of wicked thoughts. Georgia played the video for him, and we smiled as we watched his jeans tighten as he watched us fuck. “Holy shit” was all he said, but he repeated it over and over… I reached over and unzipped his jeans and let his cock spring out. I played with it gently as he watched; noting the way his precum began to seep out every time I let my finger circle the head. Enjoying the way my hands made his hard-on jump with every caress. Georgia just watched Kris stare at the screen and my hands on her little. So incredibly beautiful..... I yank the garrote again, and she arches her back.... her perfect little tits point toward heaven as the wire slices through muscles, tears her trachea and esophagus clean through, and as her lovely young body continues to jiggle and wiggle all over your lap... one more yank and the wire pops her spine and her pretty little head bounces off her shoulder and hits the floor. Your face is totally covered with her blood which is still squirting out of her neck with. Duh! Who cares? Well, I honestly don't for your very own piece of information."You don't seem to mind that you are late for work on your very first day, honey, do you?" Of course! How can he expect me to let slip from my memory something this crucial and important? Today will be my first day of work at The House of Hogan. And this is a fashion-correlated company functioning here in Rovich, Iceberg, that is relatively successful indeed and is well-known and familiarised with the people here. I.