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dresses for a gag, one of the thugs noticed there are white stains from my orgasm.

“Chief, I think you need to see this.”

The man looked at a piece of matter, walked abruptly towards Xenia, spat on the open labia of a sobbing beauty. The guard stuck a piece of cloth into the mouth of the unfortunate cheater and bandaged his mouth with the stockings removed from the second leg.

“Well, you will meet your death with the same organ that you deserved it - on these sinister words of Xenia's husband, I buzzed in my ears. What is he going to do? How can I prevent this dangerous man and his mighty helpers? What will happen to Xenia? And then what will happen to me? Tears flowed from my eyes.

The guards stood on the sides of the unfortunate woman and firmly took her slender legs. Thus, the chance to move the poor thing was left. The man slowly walked to the car and returned with a pistol in one hand and a silencer in the other. Standing in the face of his wife, he said without a hint of emotion:

“You can meet, this is your last trakhar in this life,” hairy hands twisted a silencer on the gun barrel, and their eyes were fixed on his wife. She sobbed and howled through the gag. Perhaps she wanted to surrender me and try to earn forgiveness, but the tightly knotted stocking would not let me do it.

Husband walked around Xenia and touched his left lips to her sexual lips. Thrusting his index finger and thumb inside, he began to push them apart to open the valves of this organ that once belonged to him. The right hand put the edge of the muffler close to the entrance to the vagina. A thick metal cylinder rested against the edges and did not want to go inside. Then the man asked for the help of his bulls. Those released on one hand, stuck index fingers on the right and left sides of the vagina and pulled in different directions. The hole began to give in and the first few centimeters of the muffler were inside.

Xenia's hips and legs were trembling, she was beating her tied arms with her head, but she could not do anything. Metal penetrated into it millimeter by millimeter. Burgundy labia lips encircled it with a tight ring and sucked in with the gun inside. Then the avenger decided to make some kind of frictions and dragged the barrel towards himself. Xenia was already trembling with her whole body and passionately talking her head from side to side. The next penetration was sharp and almost completely pushed the silencer into the spouse of this terrible person. The piston began to walk inside the tender organ with less and less resistance. Surely his length was enough to ram the cervix and burn the entire length of the vagina with cold metal. About two minutes my husband terribly raped her betraying spouse. And then the movement stopped. The silencer was completely immersed in a stretched womb.

After a few seconds, three barely perceptible muffled shots sounded. Some of them appeared to have flown out and a dark red stain formed on the back of the dress. Xenia's body sharply strained and then fell on a bench. The worst wound caused hellish pain. Despite the gag, roar and mooing spread to tens of meters. The guards departed from the victim, leaving her the opportunity to rush into death-cramps. (Porn stories) One bull brought a huge black bag out of the car and the killer threw a bloody silencer into it. The husband of this incredibly beautiful dying girl stood and looked at the work of his hands. The spot on the back increased in size, blood spurted from the crotch perineum. Surely, the shots touched many internal organs and left no hope of salvation. After watching the torment for a few minutes, he walked over to Xenia’s face, grabbed a drop of dark hair and put a gun to his unhappy temple:

- Sorry.I really loved you, - the thunder of a shot rang out in the air, - Remove everything here and take it to the factory.

One of the guards untied the breathless body and threw the same black bag. The second for some reason was not visible. And then I heard his voice behind:

- Hello, baby, - the hand of the bull grabbed me by the crotch, squeezing the eggs ...

Suddenly, I woke up. I was lying on my stomach on the bed in the dorm, buried in a pillow. My absolutely naked body was not covered with a blanket and Marina’s gentle hand stroked the scrotum.

- Dear, I want to continue this night. No wonder you brought me here from the club. Do you have strength for the third time? - a playful look of green eyes and slightly dented blond hair was the most pleasant that you could see now.

19 comments
  • January 21, 2014 0:05

    Fu, damn it. So it was a dream. And I really got scared.

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  • January 21, 2014 0:29

    And I thought you liked such hard endings.

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  • January 21, 2014 0:44

    What am I now, and you can not be afraid? I'm actually a woman.

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  • January 21, 2014 4:43

    "From my tears, tears flowed" - brilliant!))

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  • January 21, 2014 14:00

    Thanks for noticing. I will correct.

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  • January 21, 2014 9:37

    That's the way to kill all the slut! Bitches cheating! What would you have died!

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  • aramis (a guest)
    January 21, 2014 17:58

    really boiling water.))))

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  • Tvoya Na Veki (a guest)
    January 21, 2014 12:21

    Wow, from that dream, the body is very hard ...

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  • January 21, 2014 21:33

    Hope you like it :)
    It is pleasant to any author to know that his work causes the murazhki

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  • January 21, 2014 17:02

    like the ending

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  • January 21, 2014 21:35

    Is it a denouement with a discovery or the whole scene after the arrival of a husband?
    Glad to like it.

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  • January 21, 2014 21:36

    * by anticipation

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  • January 22, 2014 16:45

    And I thought the author - a whale only in the garages, planting women ass on the oil workbench. An, no, he is also a pistol jammer master. You, what, wanted to abuse the saints? No need, people will not forgive you.

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  • January 22, 2014 21:07

    The main thing is that 85% of those who have been stumbled on admit that they have caught the story :) it means that it was not in vain that the abuse of the saints had passed.

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  • January 23, 2014 6:19

    Well, yes, but if you believe the Boiling Boy, our honest davalok must also be quartered, burned and God knows what else, well, poured inquisitor!

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  • January 26, 2014 16:14

    The decor of night light and fuck in the toilet - that's right! and for sure! and this trash with the second lady amused)))) Great story! Author write more!

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  • January 27, 2014 11:08

    Thank you my friend.
    It's great that this part is fun for someone, but it scares someone. At least, does not cause boredom.

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  • Alice (a guest)
    February 17, 2014 14:32

    Excellent story and syllable :)))) Thank you

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  • Klaus (a guest)
    June 2, 2014 10:30 pm

    Fuck in porn story killing shove?

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