1. ROOM AT THE TOP


    Date: 11/25/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Death, Latina, Masturbation, Necrophilia, Non-consensual sex, Snuff, Torture, Author: Vile Kyle, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    the frayed end of the rope brushing the floor. He too was excited by watching a attractive young woman die painfully. He pressed his hands along Grace's sweaty thighs and rolled the waist band of her abbreviated panties back until it made a thin nylon band halfway between the juncture of her legs and her knees. He lowered her just enough so the black thatch of her pussy was right in his face. He got out his hard prick and eased it to her open mouth, his balls bumping on her pretty nose. Her dead brown eyes stared into the guys crotch. The attendants with Dana saw this and became worked up. He lowered the woman's body to the floor and placed her on her back. The wet skirt and petticoat were wound around her waist. He took off his shorts and squatted over her gorgeous slim legs. He pulled her sweater until it passed upwards revealing pert breasts, pink nipples still hard from the cold. He placed his cock between them pushed the mounds together and moved back and forth. Grace was being screwed in the face with abandon. The guys face buried in her crotch, his ...
    hands between her garters kneading buttocks. He came in great thrusting convulsions. His cream filled her dead mouth. When he pulled back the thick juice ran over her upper lip into her nose, over her staring eyes dripping off the long strands of black hair. The guy with Dana kept himself excited by looking at her beautiful dead face, comely blue eyes transfixed. The top of his hard dick bumped against the bottom of her chin. When he finally hit his climax his cum leapt from him it a thick strand that landed diagonally across Dana's patrician face. Pearly fluid accumulated in the hollow of her throat. They placed cable loops on a foot of each of the ladies and hoisted them up. The cables were affixed to tracks in the ceiling. The four women were yet not rigid with rigor mortus yet. In their disheveled clothes, breasts bouncing indecently and the glint harsh light on sheer hosiery, they made an obscene procession as they were conveyed out of the room. That night the attendants had fun teasing the crocodiles in their pit with the bodies of tasty career ladies. fin
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