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Her attacker had settled into a rhythm and she could feel her juices gushing. She saw the piercing animal lust in his eyes. Her body throbbed and tingled as he rammed into her pussy on each stroke. She felt the rising emotions, the shuddering and then a massive orgasm was washing over her. All the more arousing as she knew it would be her last orgasm, that very shortly now she would be dead. She had often fantasized about dying like this, being attacked like this and then being found, a nude, strangled, raped corpse. She had imagined her body lying in repose in a japanese casket afterwards. She had even played dead, for her husband, several times while lying on the bed, couch or even once on the kitchen table. They had both been turned on by the role play. But she had never ever wanted or expected this to happen. There would be no modesty for her she knew; her nude ravished corpse would be stared at by all who entered the room; then slice and diced, poked and probed during an autopsy before being buried in a cold grave. Paula felt him come inside of fetish her; the hot jets bathing her cervix. Her hands now flapped weakly at her throat, her fingers were losing their control, her heels drummed weakly on the floor. All babe she wanted was air. Must have air. She arched up once more, her breasts crushed against his chest, her hard nipples slamming into him. Her vision had turned a brilliant red that was becoming pale. Her mind was full of whirling images, Her son, her daughter, Her husband......her husband.....her husband. "Oh David" she thought" How I wish I was with you safe in your arms, my darling". With that thought; her heart beat one last time and her earthly vision faded to black. Paula Birmingham's body was dead. But her soul and spirit were very much alive. A bright light was beckoning her toward it. Suddenly; there was no more pain and suffering. A figure dressed in white held out it's hand to take her's and said "Welcome, Paula, I've been expecting you. I need your lovely alto voice to sing in the heavenly choir". She immediately recognized the figure as the Lord Jesus Christ as soon as she touched his hand; her soul/spirit had a new heavenly body , clothed in a white gown, more beautiful than her earthly body had ever been. Paula Birmingham was in heaven. In the hotel room Doyle Mintz had withdrawn from the dead pussy and Hairy was lying beside the corpse admiring his prize. The eyes were open wide buldged and fixed; the once beautiful brown eyes blood shot with all of the burst blood vessels. The face was discolored and swollen. The swollen tongue protruded from between puffy lips. Blood was drying in asian the furrows in the neck that Paula's own nails had dug. Doyle (known to everyone as LD) looked at the chest. It did not rise and fall. She was definitely dead. He had killed her. “John, you have to understand. "I've got about 20 minutes left here if you wanted to wait, I've got japanese a pretty Hairy sweet whiskey collection back at my place if you wanted to take a gander. asian My Dad was the most unlucky husband in the world, whose wife always used by others but Dad was unaware of it. It got his attention. They’re going to try to get her out of the coma today. Pulling up short, Jonah started at Kimon with a soul consuming hatred. I whispered for him to fetish change nipples and when he did I whispered bite it too and he did babe with the same result I took his ass in my hands and pulled him hard against my groin and said bite harder and when he did I screamed oh god I'm Cumming my ass off and I did and just kept Cumming and he just kept fucking, Oh god now I'm having one orgasm after the other.. Rough. Glenn closes the door and walks up to Lacey. I soaped up my body and washed off the dried sweat and dust. I'm certainly not sorry, Dad." Jimmy got the idea right away and planted himself between her legs and started licking her wet pussy while Harold’s cock was in it. Jane stopped looking for something to wipe herself with and walked across to Mel who was still slumped in her chair. It was to late to readjust or cover it, so I just stood there and looked at her. He returned her kiss, gripping her skinny legs in both hands. We’re going shopping.” They mostly watched movies and snuggled. He suffered from mental retardation. I started to go to my room but he grabbed my arm and told me to come to bed with him. wasn't about to let her up. I expected her to text me later saying something had came up and she would not be able to meet me, and as the end her shift approached, I anxiously wait for her text. He obvioulsy loved doing this and I thought that I would soon have to try doing the same to him. At the same time, I'm not crazy about it either. I smiled bitterly to myself.