Peachy Keen Films – Take Out Meal

Peachy Keen Films – Take Out Meal

Categories: Strangle, Death Fetish, Snuff Play, Shooting, Abuse, Rape, Bagging

Description: Early in the morning a man and the young slut he picked up at the rave enter. It is his home. She is frisky, the e still effecting her.

He sits on the couch and she is on him right away, grinding his crotch like a stripper. She teases him for a while, her body reaking of potential hotness. He lifts of her shirt, breast perfect as he expecting. Once she stripped completely, he know she would be perfect for the gathering that night.

For now, he let her entertain him. She got to her knees, gave him head. It was nice. She rubbed herself while she did. Then, she was up on top of him, slamming down, fucking him like a half drunk, half drugged teenagers. Oh, she was–he remembered.

When it was over, he tossed her like garbage to the side and left the room. He often forgot his manners when the time drew near. They simply were no people to him.

She layed back on the couch, not really worrying. She still was tingly all over, the e still doing it’s thing.

When he returned, he had a fussy blanket. He apologozied for just leaving. He wanted to make it up to her, give her a massage. She sat on the blanket on the floor and he on the couch behind her. While he did her shoulders, he faigned a leg crap–a distraction for him to get his garrote in place. He has done this so many time now it was almost boring. But, when he got the garrote around his kill–it was extasy again.

She struggled hard, twisting her little body this way and that. She was strong and he finally had to fall to the floor with her and struggle to ger her into a good hold. Once he did, however, she had no chance. The garrote dig deeply into her neck, her eyes grew so wide and her tongue lashed out for air.

She kicked and bucked for a long while.

Finally, she slowed. When she was dead, she just stared straight ahead, not looking at anything in particular.

He took the garrote off, the laid her down. He started checking out his kill. He looked over her fine body, feeling the cuts of meat he would have later. He paid special attention to her fine-looking pussy. He also rolled her over and looked at her ass. He moved her legs around in varioius ways to get a good look at her. He messed with her a bit, putting her up on the couch for a time, then lifting her her.

He took her over to an old wooden rocking chair, where he posed her. Then he left to prep some things.

When he returned he took her over to a table and laid her out. Again, he posed her in various ways, examining her body, paying attention to her pussy as well. He put an apple in her mouth to see how she would loof for tonight. She looked good, but would be much, much darker by serving time.

Now he had her suspended upside down. He was getting erady to slice her open to drain her, but was looking her over some more. He checked her up and down, feeling her tone and leg muscles. She must have been a cheerleader. He liked this one. She was the best so far. He left the room to prep his tools.

Take Out Meal
Take Out Meal.wmv

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