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“Not until we kill this thing,” Jeb barked. The hunting party continued, every member coated with a fresh layer of cold sweat. Not half a mile later, they found another cadaver. This one was a young woman, strung up by her own intestines. She was stripped naked, allowing the men to see how she had been raped and tortured before death. Her sickly pale body, seemed of all things, pathetic, to the men. When she was alive, she was probably quite pretty, but it was like indian that beauty had been tainted, leaving behind a limp… thing. Her breasts, which would have lured the eyes of all the men around her when she was alive, now looked pitiful, decrepit, as if mocking the fertility that they had once symbolized. Her thighs and rear end, shaped by evolution to entice males, and toned by a life of hard work, now just looked like white tubes of fat, slowly rotting out here in the wilderness. It was as if every sexual aspect of her Housewife existence had been taken away, wife reducing her to a grotesque homunculus. Her head was askew, due to the intestinal noose around her neck. Her eyes, wide and glazed bigtits over, seemed to stare at the men no matter where they stood, as if condemning them for not being there to save her. The more they looked at her, the more her appearance changed, originally a sight of tragedy but then evolving into an avatar of evil. It was like she herself was cursed, her body turned into an unholy relic by some kind of black homemade magic. Seeing her in these woods, to them, was like seeing a amateur leaky car battery dripping acid into their drinking water. Her very presence poisoned the landscape. Once more, all the men muttered curses and prayers, many even crossing themselves. “Come on, let’s get going,” the mayor said, but it was out of his desire to get away from the carcass, rather than continue hunting down the killer. The way his voice trembled gave away his true feelings. The resumed marching, their hearts feeling heavier and heavier with each step they took. desi Half an hour later, they came across a house. Well, not really a house. “You were wrong, you know?” “Well it will be a shame to lose her but maybe your right, get yourself a new girl to have fun with, this one's had it.” Johnson laughed while pinching her nipples hard. After watching one or two I’d ask one of the staff how I could get a job there. Her mind went blank, unable to comprehend the alien sensation of that much searing cum being released into her body and she wife felt like she might explode, might die, but instead as it forced its way around Lysera’s cock to leak down into her own stomach, the pulsing of even more thick hot cum stirring up the load already deposited in her, all it did was force her into her second climax. I felt the impact first which made my knees a bit weak, and then I felt the stinging. “Really?” I asked, genuinely surprised. You don’t have to, I am.” I'll see you tomorrow after your tests. I felt like that before I came round to see you. He matched by increasing the amateur pace of the fucking. As we were getting up to leave I turned a little abruptly and my left breast came out. Hospital? I am really horny, she desi thought fighting the urge to finger herself to satisfaction right out there on the balcony. Whether the idea of a handicap had enticed or enraged them, they gave in. On the altar, carved into the stone, were listed the rules of the challenge and the name of every demon participating. She pressed her weight down on my cock. 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