Her screaming was drowning out the phone sex audio, but nobody seemed to mind. Ripping the flesh off this little bitch was bringing my pussy so much joy it was leaking all over the place. She was begging. “Please no more! Please let me go! I can’t handle anymore!” I grinned though, ripping another strip of her skin off from her belly as she watched with abject horror. “Can’t? But you will. You’ll lay there and fucking watch me dismantle you piece by piece until either you are dead or I am bored.” I said sweetly with a sexy purr as I lit a cigarette. I put her freshly peeled skin over the lighter flame, and the smell of her cooking flesh filled the air. The bitch only cried harder.
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