[New, Joint] Chris’ Corner – Poor Dating Choice
Categories: Snuff Fetish, Rape, Strangle, Bagging, Shooting, Abused
File Info: File Size : 262.45 MB
Resolution : 1280x720
Duration : 00:18:27
Video : H264 (Main) :: 1.81 Mb/s, 25 fps
Audio : AAC (LC) :: 130 kb/s, 44100 Hz, 2 channels :: Eng
Description: Starring: Ryanne w/ Jackson
“Rarely do we get the chance to relax, have fun, and make films that are not customs. This film is a prime example of the quality performances we get from models and actors, and the way they can follow an idea and make it spectacular. I wanted to have as much awkwardness and reaction to said awkwardness, these two hit it on the head of the nail. This has so much content and things that we all love, especially with Ryanne”. -Chris. Ryanne has moved 4 times in the last 5 years. The reason: Poor dating choices on the internet and finding guys on kindling, and other hook up sites, those dates not always working out and some so awkward they make even an awful date seem legitimate. But, in Ryanne’s mind this was to be a different date. This time she spent a few weeks getting to know the guy, instead of just a few hours. As she gets ready for him to arrive she makes them both coffee, to break the ice. She is dressed elegantly in her long, plum dress, black high heeled pumps, and some really sexy dark red lip gloss, plus her toes and fingers to match. She loved paying attention to details because when she does find the right man, she wants him to be satisfied. The new guy Jackson is from out of town on the coast and has been driving for hours to go on the date. Her only real mistake is going from flirting, to texting, to sexting, sending pics back and forth of each others’ junk, and getting off, but only after cocktails, or a rough day at work.
When she opens the door and meets him face to face she is taken a back, and thrown off by a few different things; but mainly just his height, looks, and the cheap rags he was wearing, not to mention that he drives an old van with no windows and she can smell his halitosis from the doorway. The first meeting is awkward and he goes in for the hug after the handshake. She asks him to have a seat on the sofa as she grabs the coffee, she takes a sip not noticing that he has turned to check her ass out, then scurries to sit on the couch, like a weasel. She sits on the opposite end of the couch trying to stay away from his B.0. He says the coffee is great but asks if she has some “hooch” to throw in, she has no clue what that even means. She tries to get through it, suggesting they go out to the local Thai place for cocktails and food, which he asks if they have burgers or a kid menu because he doesn’t have much money. She tries to keep calm and not get him too excited but he just keeps coming back with jaw dropping comments and she says she needs to freshen up and heads to the bathroom. When she gets in and closes the door she throws her hands up and gives herself a pep talk in the mirror, saying that she would get him out to dinner then send him home and not ever text him again. She puts on more lip gloss and manufactures a smile to take back to the living room. When she gets to the edge of the room she sees him removing his boots and catches a whiff of his dirty feet smell which sets her back and makes her pinch her nose. She asks him nicely, but stuttering, why he is dressing down. He says that he has driven a long way and is tired, not to mention “really horny from the texts”. He unbuttons his shirt and tells her to come sit down because she is “making him feel uncomfortable…”.
She seems to think he is the one making her uncomfortable but doesn’t want to cause a rift so she sits on the couch as requested, but not within reach. She comments on his chest tattoo which gives him ample opportunity to scoot over to her and tell her to feel it because it still has texture after a few years. The tattoo of the mechanical heart that the fuel gauge is on empty, she gives up on hope at that point. He gets really aggressive and starts to move in, grabbing her breasts and telling her it is okay, she knows she wants it and he will give it to her good. He holds her down on the sofa kissing her neck she says, “NO! No means No!”, but he replies that when they were texting No meant Yes, so he advances. She yells at him to leave but he is in too deep and takes his forearm to her throat, holding her pinned to the sofa arm just enough to keep grabbing at her and getting up her long dress. He pins her to the sofa, groping her as she chokes and kicks her heels off while thrashing revealing her sexy bare feet and painted toes. After a minute or so she starts to flutter her eyes and twitch until she is knocked out. After she is out he feels her up, hiking up her dress, then pulling the dress down to see the boobs, very awkwardly flopping her long limbs and sexy frame. He flops her arms to get her dress off but is unsuccessful, so he goes behind the couch and pulls it up over her head and takes the bra off too, checking out her enormous and perfect breasts. Very excited to finally fuck her and give her what she needs, he goes around and removes the panties, after rolling her on her tummy on the sofa, and knees on the floor.
He leaves her panties on her soles and spreads her ass cheeks and pussy lips, seeing what perfection he was about to embark into. As he flips her over and gets her into position, ragdolling and limp flopping her the entire time, he unzips his trousers and that immediately springs her eyes open, she slowly comes to and realizes she is naked and he is on top of her ready to put it in her. She freaks out and backs up over the back of the couch running toward the side door to the garage, but he comes around and grabs her, spinning her around on to the heavy door. He grabs her by her throat and starts to throttle her hard. He squeezes hard and her eyes bug out of her head. He uses the other hand to firm up his grip and get her whole neck, her tongue protrude and her eyes bulge from her head as she chokes to death, her feet come off the floor and kick hard as he lifts her up and pushes his knee into her crotch to feel her. He is getting tired of the choking and is ready to fuck her now, so even though she is winding down and her face is red, eyes bloodshot and bulging, he takes a deep breath, choke with one hand and grabbing the other side with the other hand and cranking on it with a quick, crunch, crack…she crumbles to the floor like a sack full of sand, dead and wide eyed, tongue showing from being swollen from the choke out.
He scoops her limp frame up from the floor in a cradle carry, holding and hovering her over the back of the sofa for a few seconds before dropping her. He is now ready for his feast. He heads around the sofa to her, moving her so she is sitting on the sofa but drags her ass up to the edge so he can get maximum penetration as he necro fucks her still warm corpse. He puts it in her and starts to pump which make her breasts jiggle back and forth and his pelvis slapping against her thighs gives him extra pleasure. He knows she has perfect feet so he lifts them over his shoulders so he can lick and suck them while he necro fucks her. He fucks her hard for a good while, enjoying her and cums hard, passionately orgasming into her. When he is done he tosses her aside, removing himself and showing a swollen, used, pussy that he banged out hard. He hits the bathroom to get straightened up for round two. After the sexy, dead, necro fucked corpse is viewed and panned from many angles the date returns from the bathroom and puts her high heels back on her feet, then takes the sexy lip gloss from the bathroom and gives her a second coat, doing a great job as he makes her even sexier dead. He tells the corpse that now he needs a drink and will be back soon from the liquor store for a long night ahead. The corpse obviously has no say in it so.
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