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She thrusts her finger In and out of me , I hear the sounds of thrusting and wetness gushing in and out, my consistent moans filling the room she continues the movement till I feel total pleasure coursing through me as my legs begin to give in and my knees becoming weak, Grabbing her hand I pull and push her fingers in my clit I creasing the pace myself she doesn't resist as I make use of her fingers continuing the process till I squirt all over her fingers and my body, Falling to the ground I see her walk towards me, taking off her hairpin, she smiles at me awkwardly, still exhausted. I find it hard. To see her clearly pulling out her hair pin she stabs me in the sides causing blood to gus

My canines and claws retracted, satisfied with their slaughter. I dipped my fingers into the warm blood that cascaded in a stream from his neck as he bled out. I inhaled deeply the metallic fragrance. I held my hand up in the moonlight as the blood trickled down my fingers. I devoured every bead off of my fingers, savoring the flavor of death. I crouched as I dipped my index finger back into his warm neck before dragging it through the dirt by the corpse. I internally chuckled to myself, I channeled my inner child finger painting. Once I was satisfied with my message I stretched before taking to the trees once again.

" No.. Please " Lucas gestured to his bodyguards and they held the man. Lucas grabbed his right hand and touched it with the dragger. " You shouldn't have done it. Now look, I have to get my hands dirty. " He smiled. His smile sent chills down his spine. Pearl shivered. She now knew what he was about to do. She stumbled back. Lucas raised the dagger and started cutting his finger one by one. " Aaah! " " Aaaah! "

I ratcheted up my torture when my left twin fingers reached her sphincter. Tap the opening - tease her with false penetrations. My lips reached her neck right beneath her ear. I pulled in the flesh with a powerful suction, grabbing the tiny tip of taut flesh with my teeth. Her dolorous pleading ramped up as I delved my fingers in simultaneously. Rhada's anal ring pulsed, alternating between ushering my forefinger inside and resisted my progress.

I knew I was making a huge mistake, but still, I couldn’t stop myself. My fingers slid down her clit to her pussy lips and immediately got drenched. I felt her arousal between them, and I smiled like a predator catching sight of his prey. I rubbed them gently against her folds and then raised them to her face. “Smell yourself, doll.” I spread her juices on the skin under her nose. “Can you smell the scent of desperation? Cause it’s reeking from you.”I slid my hand down and collected even more moisture. Then, with my free hand, I completely removed the fabric from her mouth and squeezed her jaw, making her open her lips. “Now taste yourself.”The fingers that were on her pussy seconds ago were

Without thinking too much over, my next actions would have stopped me at that moment. Throwing the gauze in the nearest trash can, I grabbed the sharpest object I could find, a letter opener on a nearby desk, and pricked my finger with it. Without a moment's hesitation, I pushed my finger into his mouth and watched as my blood ran across his tongue. The cut on my finger was deep enough that a good amount of blood ran down his throat. I watched as the blue and black color, as well as the darkened veins that had begun to sprout, slowly disappeared.

I was squeezing with all my might until the organ ruptured and began to spew ooze through my fingertips and down my hand. "Say good night."

she squealed and threw off the frame on the floor and held her right middle finger tight and blood gushed out. She stood up and rushed to the kitchen sink to wash it off. "Shit!" she cussed as she washed off the blood but more kept gushing out. She off the tap and walked out of the kitchen to her room. She searched in her cupboard for some first-aid kits and luckily she found one. She hastily clean it up and put on a plaster on it.

She looked deep into Helen's eyes, without blinking and she held the blade in her hand. "I do Helen. I promise to treat your twins equally, love them, care for them at all times even if I don't have enough money and I will protect them with my lady breath and fight for them with my last blood." Helen replied half scared. Her best friend took her hand and pulled her thumb, she cut her thumb with the blade, blood oozed from the hurt thumb, she brought her head forward to meet the bloody thumb and kicked the blood without hesitating. She licked the blood till her thumb was not more bringing out blood, there was no blood stain on her thumb. Helen withdrew her finger and pressed her index finger

Any fucking feeling that would prove I still existed to her. I lowered my head and pressed the backs of my hands against the cold hallway floor. I took a deep breath. Then, without a second thought, I scraped my hands against the concrete. Once, twice. The rough surface tore at the already broken skin. Blood began to well up slowly, dotting the floor. It stung. Finally. I rested my elbow on my knee, took another deep breath, and rubbed my fingers in the crimson smear. Then, I wiped them on the side of my white shirt, enough to leave a significant stain.