The pounding of my heart blocked out everything other sound as I surveyed the carnage I’d caused. The kid out cold at my feet. My two, probably form...er, friends were a mess, covered in blood and vomit. The two girls, both sprayed with blood and one wiping away the remnants of vomit from around her mouth.Peter rolled onto his back and shakily climbed to his feet. I’d seen old men have an easier time getting to their feet than he did in that moment. Every muscle and joint looked to be causing him. Of course he to had to repeat the entire conversation to Rosa who was sitting right alongside him the entire time, but he didn't mind.Then they went into the kitchen and Rosa made them a little snack.It was December 18th, the following day Kathy would turn seventeen and as the holidays were rapidly approaching, Rosa insisted they buy Kathy her first truly adult dress, or as Kathy called it, "my first slut dress."Rosa and Kathy went to the mall while Dutch went shopping for a fairly new, used. Figures swam into sight and blasts rang through his brain as he reamed this woman. History appeared in a whirlpool jumble: John Hinkley. James Earl Ray. A Dallas motorcade. A motel balcony in Memphis. A bullet split open her husbands skull, then it struck King in the face, puncturing his jugular and breaking his neck. The friends and families and security guards had piled upon the two massacred men, but they were too late. They were always too late. The failing breaths of dying bodies struggled. Clenching her ass cheeks tightly, she was moving back and forth against the dildo which disappeared in her pussy. Her soft moans soon turned into a passionate cry of excitement.Tannu: Yes, fuck this tight pussy, harder! Treat me like a bitch. This wife doesn’t get satisfied with her husband, so she’ll take another cock. Yes! faster!Me: Keep doing it, but I won’t shoot out my cum early.Tannu: I don’t think so…Without a warning, Tannu pulled out the dildo that was stuck against the wall. Facing.