I heard him (in my head) opening her ass (her cunt really is too fucked). Just fucking kill me! Sex I looked once more at her split mound. Closing. I smiled at the trickle of blood running down Red’s chin, from where she had bitten into her lip, to drip onto her breasts. She was fighting for each breath, only to quieten when she had screamed her lungs empty. Not like in Iraq or some shit hole. Then I fucked her. Through my cunt and my clit, through my belly button, all the way to my chest. Down some steps. Listening to her. Was this Little Girl really going to walk out of here in 24 hours? Hmmm. I read my reply. But I still do. I never asked him for one. I look at each girl in turn and we exchange smiles. And I wasn’t. My Little Girl started screaming. The bag with all of my accessories, both medical and sexual, contained within in. And so it starts. xx”
It was going to happen all over again. Must be an underground thing. “How was your weekend dear?” she will ask.
