yes, you don't want blue balls

You ignore the noise and concentrate on releasing your cum into Sandra's sloppy cunt.

"Faster!" she says, before you feel your cock drenched in pussy juice.

As you release your load into her, you suddenly have difficulty breathing and then realize there are rough fingers gripping your throat. You start to feel lightheaded as you hear Sandra say in alarm, "Honey don't! It's not what you think it is!"

Then you faintly hear a deep voice respond, "Shut up bitch! I know what this is. This boytoy should also go!" You feel his grip tighten as disorientation sweeps in.

The distant sound of slapping and more screaming from Sandra, "No, please, no, don't!" is that last thing you hear, as the coldness of metal between your shoulder blades and the warmth of your blood spilling out terminates your thoughts. You no longer have time to realize that you failed.