Jeff The Killer Smut Novels & Stories

"You're a lunatic, Victoria." I leaned against the window, watching the crowd pound on the glass. "But only lunatics are remembered, Agent." And this, all of this, was my masterpiece. The case exploded across the nation. Soon, the "Coma Killer" case was trending everywhere. [Former Art Prodigy Kills Ten: A Twisted Mind or a Deeper Conspiracy?] [Can a Person in a Coma Kill? Experts Weigh In on the Methods] The buzz on Twitter was hotter than the presidential election.

Jeffery's eyes naturally focused on the video, as they slowly widened with each second that passed. "Th..tha..that's.... that's the..." He stuttered, and Zach thought it fair to help him. "Yes! That is the same woman who you had been cheating on your wife with. And the same man that you saw in that picture with Kayla. You are such a fool!" "Who is he?!" Jeffery rushed out, pointing at the man who had been busy fucking Joana from behind. Of course, he was supposed to be more concerned about who the man was.

Horrible things happened. Walking into my cabin, the lights were off, I wonder who turned them off. As I turned it on, I saw Jeffery smooching a man, did I mention that Jeffery is gay? "What the hell are you doing here Tara?" Jeff panicked I instantly turned around and used my file to cover my view "What am I doing here?" I questioned, "This is my cabin and how many times do I have to tell you that there is no smooching or kissing in the office, it’s highly unprofessional."

“What the hell is funny?” “You….. You are funny and pathetic. It looks like you don't know the weight of your crime. Let me remind you. You are a hard drug abuser and a murderer. Two crimes with heavy punishment. Poor you…. No one can save you from here. You will rot in here.” “You bitch!” Jeffery snapped and tried to grab her but couldn't because of the bar between them. Elizabeth was laughing so sarcastically, increasing his anger. “How dare you betray me. You think you are safe? I know your secrets and I will expose you to the presleys.”

“You’re going to ruin me.” Jeffrey smirked. “I hope not... I still want more of you.” He moved with grace, turning slowly, bracing his hands on the edge of the table, ass brushing back against my hips. He started rubbing his ass gently on my dick, slowly and gradually, it became desperate. Almost as though, he was begging for it. I reached for the condom, tore it open with a snap of my teeth, and slid it on. Then I poured oil into my hand, spreading it over my dick, hissing softly at the sensation.

I hated to ask, but I was glad he was dead and out of the picture, plus less of a challenge for me. “Jeff used to be a hunter” A wave of shock ran down my spine. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yup, he used to come to the Silver crow packhouse and do business with Allen, I never trusted him from the get-go, his information was always a bit shady, so one day I followed Jeff back home to see what he was up to and from the opened window I saw him with our girl, beating her badly” My hands balled into a fist, that’s right, sunshine is our girl “What did you do?”

Harold cried out, while Jeff held Heather diagonally across his body, one hand roughly fingering her, the other, manhandling her breasts. "Untie his arms, Lynn." Jeff laughed, while Heather moaned in his arms. "Tell you what, Harold. I'm going to do you a favor. You can play with yourself while I play with your little girl. And as soon as you cum, I'll let her go. Now isn't that nice of me?" "You're an asshole," Harold muttered as Lynn finished untying his hands. "Did you say asshole? Not a bad idea." Jeff flipped Heather over like a rag-doll, and laid her back across his legs. Then he spread her legs wide, and pushed his finger into her butt.

“Now you get a reward… but only if you beg nicely.” Jeff’s hands shot to my hips, gripping hard, but he didn’t try to take control. His voice came out rough and strained. “Please, Chloe… let me fuck you. I need to be inside that tight cunt right now.” I smiled and kissed him deeply, biting his lower lip. “Not yet. First, you’re going to watch me cum again… this time while I ride your face.” I climbed higher, kneeling over his face on the chair, and lowered my dripping pussy onto his mouth. “Eat me, Jeff. Make your cheerleader cum again while I grind on your tongue.”

“if you just let me do it last night, you must be pretty today.” “what?” and he smirks like a bully. Looked away from em. Is he talking about him being pervert last night? Then I hit him again. and his driver is so shocked because I can only do thid to his boss. “you will really get pain from me Jeoff!” I stopped, and he fixed his clothes. You are pervert! You are not even bothered by your conscience. “you already have baby Jeoff, I am not even giving birth to it and you will make another one.”

Jeane continued, “ Let us join our private parts where it hurts even, every instance of love and passion is freely given. Every dirt in our body is explored without shame, until every melodic note in the air screams our name. “ “ Fuck yeah, “ That was it, Klein was beginning to reach cloud nine. His head had gone up, his eyes sunken. The strokes he gave on his dick was hitting the right spot, fast and impactful, the rimming which Emma gave him sealed the deal, it had his anal buzzing in and out, goose bumps camping on his skin boldly like scales. “ Fuck yeah, fuck give it to me. “ Klein had the ultimate smut face, his tongue was slightly protruded, his mouth, agape. “ I'm cumming, suck me ha