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Chapter 7 by Mrwhysper Mrwhysper

There are hot singles in your area…

And they all died exactly twenty years ago today.

I leave her to stew for a bit, letting the cocktail of the subliminals and **** ferment into the desired decoction. I take the opportunity to explore her kitchen, disregarding the bizarre mixture of beverages… seriously, Red Bull and kombucha? I grab a bottle of water and then spend a half hour eliminating any possible evidence of my entry. I don’t want her neighbors or the occasional roving patrol car (which might actually show up in Lakeside… if we were in Central Hillside, well… I’ve seen cop cars drive one city block and have their rims stolen by the time they turned a corner. But no one who could afford my services would have a target in such a depressed neighborhood) to notice anything amiss. I’ll do another pass before I leave.

By the time I return to the bedroom she’s well out of it. Her head lolls to the side, her body is limp. Her lips move soundlessly to the lyrics of “The Song That Never Ends” playing in her ears. Yep. She’s soup. I unbuckle the gag and carefully carefully straddle her face and let my cock rub against her full lips. They part and her body reacts to another of the most basic human instincts. Sucking.

I don’t allow this for long and gripping both sides of her head begin to thrust. I begin slowly, feeling for the depths of her throat, probing her gullet a little deeper with each slow measured push. Her throat accepts more and more of my cock with each thrust, acclimating to its presence as it slowly invades until my balls are brushing her chin, her throat nicely relaxed in her **** state.

Now that I’ve reached home I start going to town, withdrawing almost completely and pushing all the way in with all the **** my hips can muster. She barely reacts, only spreading her lips to accommodate my girth.

Proof of concept established, I continue to facefuck her, now racing to the finish line. My climax when it comes is smaller than my earlier eruption but still I unload at least ten ccs into her esophagus which she dutifully swallows after I pull my now reviving cock from between her lips.

I dismount and remove her blindfold.

Well I guess by the bloodstains of your lips and the wander of your fingertips

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