"What is a cunt?" he could barely control his delight, to have his wife using a four letter word; it was music. "A cunt my dear is where I just shoved...my cock, in other words my dear I was fucking your cunt" She lay for many minutes, her tits were still wobbling and sweat was glittering in the soft light, she then turned, her face was actually smiling. "Fuck my cunt again", she said. He nearly fell out of bed but fuck her cunt he did and again she rose to receive the length and then the essence. A few months had passed. His work had become more organised. He didn't want to go though the same trouble as the first time. In another dark corner of the web he found a drug that increased the heart rate dramatically, to the point of heart failure. Once injected, any human would be very, very dead in about 30 seconds. That made his kills quicker and more efficient. His house was now full of "pieces",as he called them. A small ballerina had been placed in the corner in a dancing pose. He had. ..two o'clock...I had three hours to get thedownstairs sorted and prepare dinner. I bolted for the door.The rest of the afternoon was spent running around chasing my tail. Nothelped by the fact that Master Marcus needed a towel, needed a drink,and could not find the TV remote. I am pretty sure he was tying to throwa spanner in the works and get me into trouble with Jenny. I managed tocomplete everything just before Jenny arrive. I even had time to goupstairs and make myself look presentable.. Kevin pulls a small crescent wrench out of his back pocket and tightens both cables. “Get in and try it now.”The engine groaned a few times as it turned over and started. Kevin listened to it idle for a minute then shut the hood. He went to the driver side window and told Mrs. Patel, “It’s running, but I’m unsure for how long. Let me get my car, and I’ll follow you home.”About fifteen minutes later, they came to an older, somewhat rundown home in a poor area on the outskirt of town. The house.
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