Saturday, June 6, 2020

BH 439g


You try to punch up into Beth’s face but miss.  She immediately slams a fist into your face, smashing your nose.  Your body jerks with the savage impact and you instinctively try to bring your hands up to protect your face, but she raises her pelvis and drops it sown, racking your crotch with pain.

“OOOHhhhhh!”  You let out a tortured moan of anguish and then she punches you in the face again.

THUD!!!



Your senses are dazed.  You know you are finished.  You piss yourself in terror.  Suddenly, she slides forward, covering your nose and mouth with her cotton clad crotch.  The sickly sweet smell of her vagina fills your nostrils as you fight for breath.  This is where Ishmael’s dick will be tonight, celebrating your demise. 



Everything goes black.

DING! DING! DING!



“THE WINNER OF THIS FIGHT…WITH HER 100th KILL….BETH!!!”

THE END


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