.”“It´s an early Sunday morning, it is in a commercial zone, stupid cunt, there is no-one around….If you want that fag, you can have it, but le...ave your jeans in here”She rose, took one cigarette and her lighter and walked to the door, without a word. She had emptied her beer moments ago, but she could still taste his cum. She opened the back door, lit her smoke and inhaled. He really was a creep, a bastard and idiot, but she needed him!Bad!They needed the work he could provide, but she also. Not 40 minutes ago, was I sitting on the deck thinking of stars and now I am fighting for my life.I felt something touch the side of face as I was frantically searching for something big to hold on to. I felt all life drain from my body as I turned around to see what it was and looked straight into the burned mangled face of man. I let out a blood burbling scream and panicked to get away. A sharp pain on the back of my head stopped me dead and I felt myself loosing conscious. I was drifting. " Right.." I thought to myself. Ron's girl challenged me to a match in that new video game they bought not to long ago, because I claimed I was better at games than they were. At first it was just playful banter, but Jess seemed to have taken it personally. You see she had a very competitive personality, and the second she felt someone challenge her or her boyfriend's capabilities, she'd jump at the first opportunity to prove themselves. It gets on my nerve sometimes, but I admit, that is the. " After Anna paints my pussy, I beg Tom to paint it the same way and then I pummel my own womanhood, hoping and fearing that it will really be murdered. Each of us paint my pussy a total of 690 times inside and 690 times outside and then Anna has her pussy painted the same way.Two weeks before Anna's birthday, she pulls her dad aside and asks him if he will help her do something, after sending me out to buy supplies for the upcoming feast. He agrees and when I return an hour later, Anna.