At least it was only men she had killed, not women.In fact, she should be killed or at least locked up. If she were locked up safely in a prison, she ...would never have to kill again. But she felt that she had a task that required both to be alive and free. She had to make sure she was no longer the only one of her species. Conscience was as irrelevant as good sex. Selene decided to stop thinking about the dismembered bodies at the bottom of Lake Michigan. She refocused on her goal.Selene decided. The day tomorrow came and I went to Meena atha’s house as she’s is still shocked what I was going to do and explained that “she won’t be a problem again and nothing to worry about” and smooched atha and asked “where is she” as she pointed her finger towards her bedroom and went there and closed the door and saw her standing and with a smile on her face.I went near her and hugged her very tight and kissed her lips n neck, as she whispered in my ear saying “rape me I’m all yours” and then I. One of the couples, Carol and Carl, was about our age and had been living there for a couple of years on the 2nd floor when we moved in. We first met Carol while we unloading our U-Haul trailer when she offered to help us unload our few things. As it turned out she and Jacqui seemed to hit it off very well right from the start.One thing that was obvious I noticed right away was that both Carol and Jacqui seemed to like to wear rather skimpy outfits. Carol was wearing cut-off shorts and a tank. Saria was picking up speed, Anne could feel John's cock urged itself to cum, it knew she wanted it so badly.Anne was furiously masturbating now, she could feel her body tensing ready for orgasm. She let of a loud moan watching Saria sucking John's cock as her body shuddered intensely next to him. Sighing with relief and panting she moved her now wet hand onto the back of Saria's head and began forcing it down faster, harder. As Saria continued, the ropes of cum hanging off her chin began to.