" Four games? You must really want to be snuffed." Not... exactly. I was serving a life sentence, and they offered me parole if I'd play two games." A...d after?" I got addicted to the thrill. The pre-game orgies — and the post-game parties for the survivors. And getting to snuff men and women while giving them pleasure. When I got out, I just had to come back and play again. After that, I swore off because it was so dangerous. I managed to stay away for three years, but then I couldn't stand it. Kathy was the only girl I ever wanted, in fact the only girl I ever dated. I would best describe her as a petite sexy blond. Her long honey blond hair framed her innocent looking little girl face. She was 20 years old when I married her but her big green eyes, the way she would often bite her lower lip, and the way she would giggle made her look more like 15.Every guy in college was after her, but she did not date much. Rumor had it that her two ex boyfriends had both raped her. She liked me. He then reached down and pulled me up to his face where he shared a very intimate soft gentle kiss our tongues wrapping around each other in a loving embrace. Just moments before I had bent my head down onto his 8" rod and started to suck his thickness softly and gently going as far down on it as I could without gagging. It was not like other blow job sessions I was enjoying taking my time gently licking his shaft tasting his juices and mine together as he had just pulled his nice rod out of. Remembering Oliver's erection poking against her stomach, his hands caressing her bottom, as they waltzed slowly round the small dance floor, Caroline's nipples hardened under her dress, and she felt a small trickle of moisture between her thighs.Oh, god, she thought — I don't suppose the taxi-driver would settle for 'payment in kind' tonight? But he looked well past it and, anyway, she wasn't reduced to that, just yet. But she had been looking forward to a really good rogering...Oh, well, she.