Six Women Pleasuring Three Large Cocks In First-person View

To tell you the truth, I’ve… He picked up a knife, and headed towards me. To be clear, this was before the whole tied-to-the-chair-in-the-basement-of-a-serial-killer thingy. But ‘what if’ was present in my mind – what if the killer went after me? rational? As I walked into the living room, I found my mother asleep on the couch, and snoring. I smiled and nodded. and not be a virgin killer? It doesn’t mean I’m a bad writer, or anything… “I won’t. You know why?”
“Why is that? It wasn’t long before he broke the kiss once more, and while I liked our kisses, I didn’t mind – his lips found their way down my neck, my chest, and finally, my breasts. The deputy, my father, was captured by the killer because he was with the sheriff at the time.