............orgasm..:
....(c)keyser soze..:
...the doorbell rings. she gets out of the shower and, putting on a robe, goes
in the hallway to the front door. looking through the peephole, she sees
a completely unfamiliar male face, with glowing expressive
eyes. having invited him in, she openly admires him from head to toe
the guest's body composition. the purpose of his sudden arrival ceases
excite, a wave of desire absorbs the mind and wakes up in it
animal instincts...
she beckons him, smiling, and slowly approaching, her hand is already
glides over his masculine, tanned, muscular body.
pressing his lips to hers, he hastily throws off the rest
clothes. there is a wave of endless reciprocal feelings. she
follows his example and, without ceasing to bask, tears off
robe she has full warm breasts, soft wet lips,
deep navel and snow-white skin.
excitement and orgasm overcomes them and, gently caressing her with his hand
hair, they fall over onto the soft couch. he climbs up
her, taking in her magnificent body. entering her
As usual, he begins to panic and this makes him hasty.
discouraged by starting too quickly, she begins
moan. yet he regains control and slows down the pace.
they indulged in love without thinking at all, already
long enough. closing my eyes andshe threw her head back
enjoys his sliding flesh in her body. her eyelids again
rise from a surge of passion... in his right hand
the tip of a knife appeared... the next second he swung
him above her and will lift him under her rib. a sharp squeal disrupts
women's sighs and moans, pain takes possession of her, from this
The screams are getting louder. the old childhood thing comes to mind
teaching about how it is wrong to open the door to strangers,
and even more so to enter into sexual intercourse with them, now it is not
she seems as stupid as before. he repeats the movement, but
with even greater cruelty. having knocked the girl to the floor, he fetters
her movements with a powerful grasp of the hand and slowly, as if caressing,
runs a knife over her helpless body. stop the screaming already
seems to be perhaps exclusively one way.
with a simple but precise movement of the hand, professionally wielding a knife,
he, having mutilated the naked, once rosy, body of the girl, finally
gets to her neck...
...the mangled corpse of a woman, erupting like a volcano,
an endless fountain of blood lies on the floor. stranger, carefully
After washing his hands, he leaves, after saying goodbye and tenderly
in a pleasant voice, wishing him good night, and at the same time grabbing
all the money savings of the former owner of the house.
...end...
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