The feeling of my cock getting swallowed by my sweet sister’s velvety hot wet pussy was beyond words. The warmth and the fit was perfect for my cock... and she started to move up and down on it slowly. It was a like sensual rhythmic dance. She knew Kegel exercise well and she was moving her vaginal muscle in such a way that it felt like a mouth trying to milk my cock. She rocked above me and was bending over me to rub her hard nipples on my lips. I held her nipple one at a time and was sucking. When she pulled out of his embrace, he got worried."I need to tell you something and I'll understand if you're mad; or if you hate me afterwards." I could NEVER hate you, Sweet!" Mark interjected, not being able to imagine what she could tell him that would cause her to feel this way."I remember soon after I started working at the Call Center. I had overheard some of the ladies talking in the restroom one night about me - that I was a single mother, and that it must be hard on me raising my. He moved around until we were face to face, then rolled me onto my back and climbed on top before reaching down to fit his cock in the entrance to my vagina. Quickly he thrust into me, I felt it go in deep and hard before he started to fuck me, his rythm building as my body responded. I had never known such pleasure, my cunt was full of him and every stroke slid on my clit, driving me towards orgasm. I felt something build inside, then the floodgates opened and I screamed in ecstasy as his. As soon as he gets home he brands the prostitute, beats her with the whip and then strangles her. He waits until after the ten o’clock news is over. He wants to see if that bitch reporter is going to say anything else about the serial rapist. There is nothing new said about the killings. As soon as the evening news is over, George puts the corpse into the trunk of his car and starts to drive around the city. For a long while, he cannot find any place and he curses the dead woman in his trunk..