Rape Phone Sex Fantasy with me can get you killed!
I get a kick out of watching the news…
The killer is described as a white female about 115 pounds with dark hair and eyes. She is described as armed and dangerous and vicious. If you see her contact the authorities as soon as possible. Well, they had one thing right I am a killer. But capturing? Do you think its that simple? The only thing that anyone can say they believe they saw was some white ass motherfucker hanging over a balcony.
I am sure the witness is in need of a mental evaluation after watching me. She better keep playing the part two because it was her idea to have a rape phone sex fantasy with her husband on the rooftop. People kill me with their requests and then after I deliver they can’t handle the little details.
Sex is always boring in the bedroom she stated. Her idea of a good fuck was reading some random porn blog and then falling asleep with a dildo shoved up her ass. Excitement is what she wanted and needed. I was the one she contacted for that extra thrill she needed. When I saw the money transfer into my bank account, I came up with a perfect plan for that love in her life….
Waiting in the upstairs bathroom, I could hear everything downstairs. “THE HUSBAND” was riding this bitch like he was on fucking steroids. The way he was pounding her pussy meat was getting me horny too. I played around with my clitty until my sauce flowed into the toilet. One can never leave DNA behind. My Glock rested right on my tits.
Before she could get the Ahh out of her mouth, I struck him with full force in the head and dragged his limp body out to the balcony. When he came too, I was riding his dick while she fucked his ass with the pistol. I told her to pull the God Damn trigger. She was the one that wanted to see his intestines blown out of his ass hole! The bitch froze so I had to do it. While I put five bullets up his ass, I let the bitch finish my orgasmic pleasure!
You would think a little blood was nothing! This bitch acted as if it was the Texas Chain Saw Massacre. I had to get out of their fast. I carved my number into her chest as a calling card and left the scene. The one thing I want every motherfucker to know is that if I do a rape phone sex fantasy with your ass, I am going to leave a message for you, so you don’t squeal! This bitch won’t tell and neither will you!