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“She thought she was about to die then,” Dmitri said, his words flowing easily like a sunlit river through pastures, “because she knew that we were going to fuck her corpse and because there was a knife over her belly. But I had planned a different death for her.” Katya sat almost astraddle her chair and somehow one of the straps of her dress had fallen away. She looked cumshot Dmitri right in the eye and tossed her loose brown hair back over her bared shoulder. “The Pallid Mask!” cried asian Leon’s woman as she plunged the knife down into her own guts. Magda fetish gasped in surprise as a spray of blood played over her from the jerking body, and then gushed in torrents when Leon pulled the woman’s head back and drew a razor swiftly across her bared throat. He held the victim in his strong arms until her spasms ended and the blood stopped spurting; then flung the limp corpse down face-first onto the grass and knelt behind, driving his pulsing cock into the moist, warm flesh, fucking furiously until he threw his head back and shouted his satisfaction. Magda turned her face away from the spectacle to lap at the blood and piss pooling around her spread-eagled form and her fingers delved into the moist folds of her cunt. Andrei’s woman had been resting her cheek on his knee and his hand absently stroked her head while they watched – now he seized her red hair and raised her to her feet to play her part on the slab. She took the other’s place in her turn, straddling Magda’s upturned face with her hands resting on the soft curves of her hips. Katya swallowed hard, twisting her hair around her fingers distractedly. Dmitri’s voice was deep and compelling, even musical. “Magda took longer over the next victim”. “Give me your cunt” she breathed and seizing one of the redhead’s knees with both hands she sank her teeth gently into her inner thigh and nibbled at the masturbation pale flesh. The woman fell forward ravening onto Magda’s crotch and they grappled passionately, smoothing their bodies together as they kissed and licked their way over soft stomachs to suck at each other’s erect clits. Their tongues churned wetly and loudly. Andrei watched intently as Magda pressed a finger, then two, in and out of the redhead’s arse, flicking at the rosy clit with her tongue all the while. He clambered up onto the slab behind them and ripped off his trousers, pulled Magda’s hand away, and forced the tip of his erection into the soft bud of their victim’s arsehole with his thumb. Muscles rippling, he pulled her hips down and drove into her brutally and frantically. She was already screaming in pain when he stabbed the tip of the blade down hard into her side. Blood spattered across Magda’s open thighs and cunt and she caught more in her cupped hands to smear up and down her body. Still thrusting himself into the dying woman Andrei reached around to slash shallow cuts into her legs and body - so that all three were slick with blood by the time she gasped “The Pallid Mask” and her death spasms subsided. Pierre’s victim was a wide-eyed young brunette with great black, almond eyes and delicate features on a perfect oval face. She walked slowly to the stone as though in a trance and began to pant and sigh at the touch of his hands when he guided her to kneel astride Magda’s head. She was already moaning in ecstasy when the wicked tongue reached her long clit and wailed “The Pallid Mask” at the first lick, tossing her beautiful head back. Pierre’s sword whistled through the air, on cue, and sliced cleanly through her long neck. A great torrent of blood gushed over Magda’s body and a fine spray of ejaculate covered her throat and chest. Rolling over in the warm pool of ichor, Magda propped herself up on her elbows to watch Grigori’s victim pace towards her death on the ancient altar. She glided between the rutting men and flapping corpses, swinging her hips arrogantly, Grigori following after her with a broad-bladed knife in his fist. Clambering up in front of Magda she seized her by the hair and dragged her face towards her cunt. Her hips rolled as she ground her crotch hard onto Magda’s eager mouth, becoming more urgent and wanton until, suddenly, she pulled away. Grigori had stepped up behind and wrapped a bare arm around her, and she turned her head to take his deep lingering kiss. Then she, too, pissed copiously over Magda’s upturned face and hair and over her finely sculpted shoulders - when the stream died she repeated “The Pallid Mask” and her life blood poured after it; she slumped forward, ripped from crotch to sternum by a single japanese stroke of Grigori’s razor-sharp steel. Magda twisted around onto her front so that the blood poured into her mouth, trickling warmly down her chin and throat. Dmitri smiled as he reached down to help Magda from the slab to stand before him, drenched in gore and piss from head to foot. You must be more careful, you almost cut too deep. “When you're ready, come on out.” I called to Robert. Whenever there was someone on my side of the road I crossed over and ignored them. "For what? That rush you get masturbation when that person degrades themselves with just a command. I usually take my time in my body soothing water, but today I had cumshot a long day ahead of me so I hurried up, soaped, rinsed, and dried off. Good Roo! I'm not sure what tonight will bring, Jen is much younger with a much higher libido than Mary. It’s cum, you sad little man. You are eating our son’s jizz.’ The thought runs through her like madness. She then turned around, showing me her perfect ass, with the blue material struggling to remain visible. I groaned at the first kiss of her wet bush against my dick, her silky pubic hair caressing my shaft. I moans asian and gasped but my open mouth only to be catch by his mouth. His tongue was now reaching clear down to her asshole. I pressed the stop button and dragged her off the chair, the dildo exiting her snatch with fetish a plop. I said my eyes riveted to her bare thighs. You spank me until your japanese hand hurts and my entire ass is red.