Peachy Keen Films – Happy Valentines Death

Peachy Keen Films – Happy Valentines Death

Categories: Death Fetish, Necro, Brutal Amazons, Fantasy Snuff, Petra

Description: A nude woman prances through her apartment, lighting candles, getting ready for her date. When she comes back into the room, Stewart is already sitting in the sofa, holding some presents for her. She is flattered, but a little unnerved by his unannounced entry. She excuses herself to go finish getting dressed and Stewart sits on the sofa and daydreams.

His dream starts out pleasant. He is with Janice and they are making love. She is really good too and he is enjoying every minute of it. Then, partway through he starts to squeeze her neck–and she likes it. So, he keeps squeezing her neck over and over while he fucks her. She is really getting into her. Her face turns red and her veins pop out, but most of all, when he squeezes her neck, her pussy gets really tight around his cock. Then, they change positions, and she is riding his cock. All of a sudden, he wraps a garrote around her neck. The mood of the dream goes dark. He strangles her until she is dead, and he keeps fucking her, all the while knowing he killed her and that is what made him the most excited.

Suddenly he snapped out of his daydream. Janice was trying to talk to him. He was covered in sweat and strangling her poor teddy bear. He let go as she sat down beside him. “We need to talk”, she said. He knew it was over. He always seemed to creep the girls out.

But this time, something in him snapped, and he just acted on impulse. He lunged at Janice and started throttling her. She fought and kicked harder then he had imagined it would be like. Then, she grabs his nuts. Instead of collapsing in a ball of pain, he punched her in the head. Then he wrestled with her, trying to get a garrote he found around her neck. She broke free, but he grabbed her legs and pulled her unwillingly to him. Then he had her, the garrote around her neck, and he pulled with all his energy.

The cord dug tight into her flesh. Just like the dream, her face turned red and her veins popped out. She made all sorts of expressions as she was trying to breath, but no air was getting in. She grabbed and swipped at him, but he was determined to kill her.

Her heels dug into the carpet, her hips bucked, she spasmed and jerked like crazy. Over time she got weaker. It took a long long time for her to does, but right as she did, she peed a little on the carpet.

She was dead. He took the garrote off, the marks on her neck indicating where it had been. He lifted her on the sofa, stripped off her panties and liked her wet pussy. Then he posed her, arching her over the end of the couch and stripping off some of her clothes. He took off her heels, then fucked her—her head hanging off the couch bobbing in death.

He got up and came on her mouth, then as suddenly as he showed up, he was gone, almost like a dream. But this was no dream. Janice was really dead. Her cum-soaked face staring at the ceiling. Her body slightly on and off the sofa–violated. As the moments past, gravity took effect and her body fell to the floor with a thunk of her head.

Happy Valentines Death.mp4

Happy Valentines Death.mp4

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