MasukOne by one we reached into the container and grabbed bags. Untying them, we carefully emptied the contents into the pen. We watched as a few pigs made their way over to inspect the new treat. One immediately began grinding down on part of a leg while the other was eating a roll of intestines.I looked over at Leslie and noticed her coloring had changed.“Are you ok?” I asked. I almost put my hand on her shoulder but noticing the blood on it, I thought better of it and drew it back.“I’ll be fine” she nodded and straightened herself up.I looked over at Sierra who was already grabbing another bag. I expected that she would be sick as well but she seemed perfectly fine with what we were doing. Good for her I thought. Pulling my eyes away from her, I bent over and started pulling bags out and emptying them again. By this time there was a nice crowd of pigs fighting each other trying to get to the food we were providing. “Will this hurt them?” Leslie asked suddenly.“No” I shook my hea
After we finished washing off and getting dressed, we began the task of loading John into the back of the car. It took me and Leslie both carrying the container because of how heavy it was. I could only hope this didn’t throw out my back. I was headed to the passenger seat when Leslie shook her head and dangled the keys towards me.“I think you should drive. You’re the only one that knows where we’re going.”It made sense. She had a lot of trust in me to drive her car. I guess that came with helping dismember and dispose of her husband.“Ok. I can get us there in no time. You sure you don’t want me to just give you directions?”She shook her head and I took the keys from her and turned back around and went to the drivers side. Leslie sat in front and Sierra took the backseat for herself. I watched in the rear view mirror as she pressed her forehead against the window. I felt bad for her knowing what she had done. I felt it more so for Leslie who lost her husband.I looked for the ign
I pulled my fingers out and stuck them in my mouth. Sierra watched, smiling, as I sucked her juices from them.“You taste good” I told her.Before I could say anything else, I felt Leslie’s nails digging into my ass as she brought my pussy closer to her face. She was now licking in between my lips and the feeling was incredible. I felt my entire body tensing up. Once finished with that, she returned to my clit and removing one of her hands from my ass, began fingering me. My whole body was electrified at this point. I could feel myself lifting up from the floor but she kept me pulled tightly to her with her free hand. My pussy began to pulse and finally unable to hold it anymore, I came in her mouth. She smiled up at me as she licked it completely clean.“Now there” she told me as she pulled her fingers out and stood up. “Two down. Now to shower.”“Oh no” I shook my head at her. “Now it’s your turn.”She smiled as I turned her towards Sierra and I lowered myself onto the floor. I bega
Once upstairs we peeled off our blood splattered clothes and put them in a trash bag Leslie had insisted on bringing with her. “I don’t want it on my floor” she explained scrunching her nose up.It made sense to me keeping as much evidence away from the house and us as possible. Carefully we each put in the items we were wearing and she tied it up.“Now then, let’s get cleaned up.”Turning on the shower, she jumped in not waiting for it to warm up. I looked as her nipples immediately turned hard and goosebumps rose up on her skin. As though in a trance, I got in with her. “Hi” she smiled at me taking my attention from her tits. “Imagine seeing you here” she teased.I was in awe that she could joke at a time like this.“Come on in” she told Sierra who was still standing huddled outside of the shower.“I was waiting for the water to warm up” she covered her chest with her arms.I put my hand under the steady spray and looked back over at her.“It’s warm now.” I looked over at Leslie
“Here we go” announced Leslie as she came back holding two rolls of trash bags, one in each hand. Pulling away from each other, we each held a hand out as Leslie distributed them among the three of us.“These are the good ones” she told me as she shook hers open. “Smell how good they smell.”We all stood there sniffing the trash bags, inhaling the goodness of them before we began our grueling job that lay before us. Almost as if we were postponing it.“Ok that’s enough” she said finally “let’s get this show on the road.”Bending down, we each held our bag open and began picking up pieces and scooping sliminess into the bag. John really hadn’t made this easy on any of us. Once again I felt angry at him. Still with the bullshit. “This isn’t nearly as bad as I expected it to be” Sierra said calmly as she picked up what appeared to be some intestines. I watched as she stared intently at them before placing them into her bag.“Well I’m glad it’s better for you. You had us worried for a l
“Poor girl. She’s apparently taking it pretty hard.” “Yeah I guess she’s traumatized from watching him on tumble like he was in a dryer.”I was in rare form today. Something about this whole situation brought out another side of me that I didn’t even know existed. Or maybe I was just twisted the whole time and it was slowly easing its way out into my jokes.To my surprise, Leslie laughed. “I imagine it did have to be a bit rough seeing that. I didn’t exactly love us finding him like that.” Leaning down, she moved some hair from his eyes.“He did have a nice face.” She said to no one in particular. “That mouth though.”I nodded still holding the chainsaw. I moved it around a bit to get her attention and she got the picture. Stepping back, I started it up again. This time I didn’t stop until I had him sectioned off nicely. It was a good thing we had the tarp; this was messier than any of the movies I had ever watched. I turned to look at Leslie and she was sitting on the floor, Sier







