Description: Starring: Paris Kennedy

When Jody's lover arrives she confronts him about when he planned to leave his wife. When he is reluctant to commit, she pushes the issue harder, but gets frustrated with his reluctance and turns away. With her back toward him, Alan reveals the snub-nosed .38 he was concealing under his shirt. He had hoped he would not have to do this, but came prepared and with the conviction of a man afraid of his life being turned upside-down. As he raised the gun at his lover of two years, he started to sob and the pistol shook with his unease about killing her. Jody, hearing his sobs and turning around with a plan to drop the issue and comfort her man, gasps in shock at what she sees. He only hesitates for a moment, then fires, hitting her in the belly just below her bellybutton. Her hands instinctively move to cover the small hole her fingers, splattering on the floor around her bare feet. The wave of pain and nausea hits, and losing her balance she falls back against the cabinets and slides to the floor, sitting upright, looking from her profusely bleeding wound back to Alan as he himself sits, sobbing inconsolably.

She is in shock and her body shakes as her hands try to find purpose cover the wound, try to get up? She looks to her lover, Alan, for answers. To her horror, he has them. She tenses up as he points the gun directly at her left breast. When he fires, she has only a moment to see him and he, only an instant to witness her response; for in that instant the hot bullet slices into her buxom breast with a sound of flesh tearing and the wood splintering behind, she is dead. Her head falls with a smack against the wooden drawer that holds the cookbooks that she would no longer need. Her eyes are open and fixed. Her mouth is slightly open, as if to say she was sorry or perhaps to profess her love for him one last time, though he may have cut those words off in the instant he murdered her. She was dead and he had killed her. He loved her. Slinking away to get back to his life with his wife and family; to put this big mistake behind him forever in hopes that the telltale heart does not cometh in the night for his conscious. We are left with body pans of Jody, dead, but perhaps still beautiful yes, most defiantly, still beautiful

File Info: File Size : 109.04 MB
Resolution : 640x480
Duration : 00:09:53
Video : H264 (High) :: 1 408 kb/s, 30.00 fps
Audio : MP3 :: 128 kbps, 44100 Hz, 2 channels :: Und

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

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Kitchen_Shooting.mp4

Description: Starring: Paris Kennedy

The killer is at another convention in some random hotel. Today, he calls an escort. He has no plans to kill her. He kills randomly, infrequently, so that there is no pattern. Tonight would be different. His hand would be forced by fate. She was beautiful. Dressed in a schoolgirl outfit, she was just want he looked for in an escort young, yet mature, petite with large breasts and most of all–red hair. He loved redheads. The play around a bit, but he could not help but feel something was not right. Something about her he could not quite place. Then, she leaned in close, something in his mind snapped. He roughly pulled her closer, asking “Where do I know you.” He asked over and over as if by repetition he would forced an answer. It worked. She had his answer. It seems her sister was murdered in a hotel a year ago. They looked very much alike and unfortunately, both were in the same, dangerous business. “They never caught the bastard that killed her”. Then, she went to work on him, wanting to change the uncomfortable subject. But as she went to pleasure him, he launched upright, clutching her throat, throttling her until she fell unconscious.

When she woke up, he had a garrote around her neck and the last words she ever heard from him was that he was the bastard, the one that murdered her sister. Tightly, the garrote tensed around her neck and she could only struggle, grabbing at the thin strap, kicking her legs. Her mouth opened tongue trying to find air. Her eyes were wide. And the killer just leaned back the way he always did keeping it tight waiting for her to die. He did not plan to kill tonight, but sometimes plans change. She fought hard and long–longer then her sister. He liked her better for sure and was a bit saddened that their evening was cut short. She was indeed special. When she was finally dead, he set her up, admired her and the garrote mark he made on her neck. He let her flop to the bed, then set about to explore her body. He massaged her large breasts and licked her sweet pussy. Then, he rolled her over and fucked her until he cam inside–leaving a part of him with her. He loaded her into a body back, looked at her one last time and zipped her up. Then, cuddled with her for a while, planning to leave shortly, allowing her body to be found by housekeeping in the usual fashion

File Info: File Size : 696.74 MB
Resolution : 1280x960
Duration : 00:29:55
Video : H264 (High) :: 3 121 kb/s, 30.00 fps
Audio : MP3 :: 128 kbps, 44100 Hz, 2 channels :: Und

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

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Escort_Killer_2.mp4

Peachy Keen Films - Deadly Interrogation 1

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

Description: Starring: Paris Kennedy

A spy is trying to unload something she stole, but before she can, she is captured. Beaten and bruised, she wakes up in a small room. For hours she is interrogated with methods of including physical beating, a baseball bat, breaking fingers, electro-shock, and shooting. The ultimate method of death is a headshot through the mouth. This video is not for the squeamish

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Deadly_Interrogation_1.mp4