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She was now squirming uncontrollably as the piss continued creeping further into her bowels and the sweat began to glisten on her back. Johns mind switched into Cannibal mode and he found himself staring at the glistening flesh of Sheryl’s neck, ‘I want to eat you alive’ thought John as the smell of sweat and piss and panic flowed through his nostrils. His lips met her flesh, just above the shoulder where the flesh is soft and tender. His mouth japanese enveloped the area and his tongue tingled with the taste of sweat, sweat and a taste of blood. Unbeknown to John his teeth had also found the soft and tender flesh, as his mouth closed tight. The built up pressure of all that piss in Sheryl’s ass came gushing out as she lurched suddenly to her feet. A watery liquid of piss and shit flowed over Johns cock and balls as he sat there, savouring the sated Hardcore feeling of satisfying some of his deepest darkest taboo’s. “You bastard” shouted Sheryl as the trickle of blood ran down her neck and onto her breast. A watery stream of piss and shit still flowed from her ass, filling the floor and toilet, and running down her legs. She slapped him across the face then ran from the bathroom. John’s lustful desire came to a crashing end. The slap across his face had not been some love tickle and his eye began to weep, ‘shit, I must have really bit down hard’ thought John as the mark from one of Sheryl’s rings continued to irritate his eye. He wiped as much of the mess from his cock and balls as he could and got up off of the toilet. A few drops of blood had splattered on the floor as Sheryl clung to the wound on her neck and John found himself wondering how bad this was going to be for him. ‘I did like the taste of that blood though’ he thought to himself as he headed for the bedroom. For three hours they argued, John trying to calm Sheryl down and explain that he was just caught up in the moment. And Sheryl shouting and screaming that he was some kind of sicko, “I know you said once or twice before about feeling like a japan cannibal at times but, fuck you fucking bit me...if I hadn’t of moved you could well have taken a chunk out of me you freak”. When John smirked at the thought of eating her flesh it was the last straw. Sheryl packed her things and moved out, their relationship was over and for weeks, nay months after John had lots of funny looks from the friends that Sheryl and he had made over the time they were together. Soon all of them shunned John until he was no longer welcomed to any of their houses and he was left all alone again in his one bedroom flat. The night he ate the world After many more months of taking Pam and her sisters out for the night John decided it was time to get back on that horse called ‘relationship’ once again. He set up another profile on a dating site and waited for the replies. This time he made it plain that he was not interested in the same old ‘run of the mill’ women that he had been dating up until now, he wanted someone who thought and felt the same way that he did, someone who would go where no-one else dared to go, asian Cannibalism! As you can expect from the average internet friendly dating site he got no replies, or if he did they were from some keyboard warrior sitting in front of a computer screen in their parent’s house jacking off to the thought fetish that they could call him all the names under the sun and get away with it. It weren’t going well and Pam and her sisters looked to be Johns only friend. Then, just as he was about to give up on the whole dating scene he had an email from the sex site he had met Sheryl on. It announced that a new dating area had been created on the website and he should give it a look if he was now on the market for something different. He opened the link and followed the guides to register his interest. His dad is a very successful business type, I honestly can’t remember what his job is exactly, I just know there’s multiple, abbreviations in his title. “Uh, never have I ever… Been to a party before!” he says. Lance finished his hot dog as he watched the embrace between his wife and his Mistress. “Some lotion, or oil?” I stood and walked over to Meg and slipped Hardcore the robe off her shoulders so it fell to the floor. Chloe, having the instincts of prey, might prove cleverer, perhaps even backtracking to throw her off. 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