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A Psycho, A Gun, A Knife And Sex! Part 1 free porn video
My best friend was scared shitless. He had been calling her off and on all day, threatening to kill her boyfriend, today and as soon as he got home from work. He started calling out of the blue that morning. She said he had a deep yet squirrelly creepy voice and she was naturally scared. So instead of calling the police she convinced her best friend to come over. As she paced, fidgeted and replaying verbally what he had said to her, I was curled up in my favorite chair, ironically calm with a felling that somehow this too will pass and turn out to be ok. Minutes passed and as soon as her boyfriend came through that door she jumped on him like a scared puppy during a lightning storm, talking a million miles a minute.
Then the phone rang and all went silent for a moment. “Your where, Oh no please don’t!” It was him at the back door, came right in with a cell phone in one hand and a gun in another. He looked crazy as shit, wild dark brown hair, crazy dodgy looking eyes, stonewashed black jeans and a semi holey band t-shirt. He has a mad grin on his face as if he was ready to tell the biggest joke in the world. He noticed me in the chair for a hot quick second before focusing back on the couple. A big throaty chuckle escaped his throat as her put his gun in the hip band of his wayward jeans. My best friend had a big “O” on her face and probably surprised that her and her man was still standing upright and breathing. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed, “I’m not going to kill you, yet!” He said hoarsely. Instead he took some rope and tied them up to the dining room chairs. He gagged them and told them to enjoy their wait.
He then turned his attention to me, with his hands on his hips he dryly stated, “How unexpected to find me a witness, what shall I do with this little sweet morsel?” Feeling defiant and actually not as scared as I should be I replied, “I’m sure you will do as you will for a crazy psycho that you are.” He looked at me with quite a shock expression then rubbed his stubbed chin. Like a striking snake, he reached down grabbing my hair and hauled me off to the kitchen. I could hear frightful murmurings from the friend and her man in our wake to a room that was out of eyeshot.
He backed me up against the kitchen wall, one hand tangling my hair to keep my head back and one hand grasping a switch blade to my throat. I had both hands against his shoulders trying to push him away. “You think your some bravado bitch that’s going to save the day but you are just going to get your throat slashed instead. And I was planning on killing your friend’s boyfriend today as planned, but looks like that changed.” Ironically, I still wasn’t scared, I really wasn’t. Don’t tell me why but I really wasn’t. He looked wild and untamed but something in his eyes told me there was something there, something not as cold as a killer should be. I looked into his eyes and I could feel something shift. His eyes trailed down my face and to my lips and he swallowed hard. Now my heart started beating like a scared jack rabbit, and with a breathy taunt I said, “You are, NOT, going to kiss me!” He grinned then looking like a sexy sadistic lunatic. Pressing the knife more into my throat he leaned forward and lightly grazed my lips with his. As quickly as an attacking snake he retreated the knife, flipped it closed and stuffed it into his pocket. Grabbing the side of my face and pulling my hair he took proper claim of my mouth. Devouring it like it was his favorite drink on a lonely Saturday night. And he drank, and I swear I actually swooned some. Moaning and pulling at him I drank too, this entire crazy killer I drank him down my throat and into my gut. I was now the crazed one and with some triumphant satisfaction I grinned when he yanked my hair making my head snap back. I could see the frustration in his eyes as he realized he was failing his mission to kill and changed his mission to seduce me instead. This actually made me happy and I had hope that people would leave this situation alive like I was premonitioning. You could actually see the conflicted gleam in his wild brown eyes. I trailed my hands down his abs and reached around his waist to his ass and copped a feel of his crazy sexy ass. He giggled and actually smirked at my bold endeavor. He leaned in and took another kiss and I took this as the opportunity that I needed. With one hand I rounded his hips again reaching straight for his groin. Grasping it he moaned hard at my mouth and I could feel he was already hard as a rock through his rebelistic jeans. Boldly with my other hand I dove into his pocket and retrieved the switch blade. The look on his face when I put that knife to his throat was part shock and part respect. “It is my turn! You crazy mother fucking psycho!” With my other hand I grasp what felt like an 8 Inch cock or so thought his jeans. I looked him in the eyes while practically m*****ing his groin. Within seconds I was casually unbuttoning his pants and sliding down his zipper. I had a very think, ready prick in my hand as I put my lips to his mouth again. Rolling my tong in his mouth as I massaged his hot cock, then with a moan released his lips. Pushing hard against his throat enough to leave a bite with the knife, I knelt in front of him. Trailing the knife down his torso, to his belly and to his left hip, I looked into his eyes seeing his passion and his cock twitching before me. I pressed the sharp side of the blade lightly against his balls and looked up to him. “Ya know, sometimes there are more threatening things in life them holding knifes to people’s throats. Wouldn’t you agree?” He looked at me with his hooded devilish eyes and nodded. Leaving the knife in place I focused on the bobbling shaft before me. Like a quick lick of a serpent’s tong, I gave the tip of the prick a quick lick and was rewarded by a moan from above me. Liking what I heard, I took the cock into my wet mouth hole a started sucking on the tip for a good minute. Sliding it in farther I decided to be bold and took the whole shaft a deep into my mouth till I was choking. That time I didn’t just get a moan but his whole body shook with delight. Realizing the shake could have cut him I checked. A small welt was on his balls and nothing more. I closed the blade again and put it in my pocket, knowing I was keeping it on me for sure. I promptly kissed his balls on the welted area and gave them some loving licks. I popped his cock back into my mouth soon after mouth fucking it to premium hardness. He was panting and wreathing at the attention so hard that I would have sworn he was made of steal. It didn’t really take too long after fucking a swallowing his cock at times, his penis kicked and he grunted like a boar and his seed poured into my mouth. I clinched down on the throbbing shaft and worked my throat so I could swallow all that was coming out of his cock. I took it all in and loved the way he wildly fucked my mouth. When I was done with my cum drink he pulled me by the hair till I was standing and devoured my mouth with a hot kiss that set my own pussy aflame. I was grateful still for saving my friend’s lives so far and enjoyed this dark killers company, but I realized not only I was really horny but also still fully clothed. While I was still dangerously making love to this sexy psychopath’s mouth, I found his hand. Leading him to my friend’s bedroom I started stripping both of us as we were manically kissing each other. We broke from the kiss briefly and I stared at his lips for a moment. I wanted his mouth on my cunt and I wanted it there soon.
To be continued:
Then the phone rang and all went silent for a moment. “Your where, Oh no please don’t!” It was him at the back door, came right in with a cell phone in one hand and a gun in another. He looked crazy as shit, wild dark brown hair, crazy dodgy looking eyes, stonewashed black jeans and a semi holey band t-shirt. He has a mad grin on his face as if he was ready to tell the biggest joke in the world. He noticed me in the chair for a hot quick second before focusing back on the couple. A big throaty chuckle escaped his throat as her put his gun in the hip band of his wayward jeans. My best friend had a big “O” on her face and probably surprised that her and her man was still standing upright and breathing. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed, “I’m not going to kill you, yet!” He said hoarsely. Instead he took some rope and tied them up to the dining room chairs. He gagged them and told them to enjoy their wait.
He then turned his attention to me, with his hands on his hips he dryly stated, “How unexpected to find me a witness, what shall I do with this little sweet morsel?” Feeling defiant and actually not as scared as I should be I replied, “I’m sure you will do as you will for a crazy psycho that you are.” He looked at me with quite a shock expression then rubbed his stubbed chin. Like a striking snake, he reached down grabbing my hair and hauled me off to the kitchen. I could hear frightful murmurings from the friend and her man in our wake to a room that was out of eyeshot.
He backed me up against the kitchen wall, one hand tangling my hair to keep my head back and one hand grasping a switch blade to my throat. I had both hands against his shoulders trying to push him away. “You think your some bravado bitch that’s going to save the day but you are just going to get your throat slashed instead. And I was planning on killing your friend’s boyfriend today as planned, but looks like that changed.” Ironically, I still wasn’t scared, I really wasn’t. Don’t tell me why but I really wasn’t. He looked wild and untamed but something in his eyes told me there was something there, something not as cold as a killer should be. I looked into his eyes and I could feel something shift. His eyes trailed down my face and to my lips and he swallowed hard. Now my heart started beating like a scared jack rabbit, and with a breathy taunt I said, “You are, NOT, going to kiss me!” He grinned then looking like a sexy sadistic lunatic. Pressing the knife more into my throat he leaned forward and lightly grazed my lips with his. As quickly as an attacking snake he retreated the knife, flipped it closed and stuffed it into his pocket. Grabbing the side of my face and pulling my hair he took proper claim of my mouth. Devouring it like it was his favorite drink on a lonely Saturday night. And he drank, and I swear I actually swooned some. Moaning and pulling at him I drank too, this entire crazy killer I drank him down my throat and into my gut. I was now the crazed one and with some triumphant satisfaction I grinned when he yanked my hair making my head snap back. I could see the frustration in his eyes as he realized he was failing his mission to kill and changed his mission to seduce me instead. This actually made me happy and I had hope that people would leave this situation alive like I was premonitioning. You could actually see the conflicted gleam in his wild brown eyes. I trailed my hands down his abs and reached around his waist to his ass and copped a feel of his crazy sexy ass. He giggled and actually smirked at my bold endeavor. He leaned in and took another kiss and I took this as the opportunity that I needed. With one hand I rounded his hips again reaching straight for his groin. Grasping it he moaned hard at my mouth and I could feel he was already hard as a rock through his rebelistic jeans. Boldly with my other hand I dove into his pocket and retrieved the switch blade. The look on his face when I put that knife to his throat was part shock and part respect. “It is my turn! You crazy mother fucking psycho!” With my other hand I grasp what felt like an 8 Inch cock or so thought his jeans. I looked him in the eyes while practically m*****ing his groin. Within seconds I was casually unbuttoning his pants and sliding down his zipper. I had a very think, ready prick in my hand as I put my lips to his mouth again. Rolling my tong in his mouth as I massaged his hot cock, then with a moan released his lips. Pushing hard against his throat enough to leave a bite with the knife, I knelt in front of him. Trailing the knife down his torso, to his belly and to his left hip, I looked into his eyes seeing his passion and his cock twitching before me. I pressed the sharp side of the blade lightly against his balls and looked up to him. “Ya know, sometimes there are more threatening things in life them holding knifes to people’s throats. Wouldn’t you agree?” He looked at me with his hooded devilish eyes and nodded. Leaving the knife in place I focused on the bobbling shaft before me. Like a quick lick of a serpent’s tong, I gave the tip of the prick a quick lick and was rewarded by a moan from above me. Liking what I heard, I took the cock into my wet mouth hole a started sucking on the tip for a good minute. Sliding it in farther I decided to be bold and took the whole shaft a deep into my mouth till I was choking. That time I didn’t just get a moan but his whole body shook with delight. Realizing the shake could have cut him I checked. A small welt was on his balls and nothing more. I closed the blade again and put it in my pocket, knowing I was keeping it on me for sure. I promptly kissed his balls on the welted area and gave them some loving licks. I popped his cock back into my mouth soon after mouth fucking it to premium hardness. He was panting and wreathing at the attention so hard that I would have sworn he was made of steal. It didn’t really take too long after fucking a swallowing his cock at times, his penis kicked and he grunted like a boar and his seed poured into my mouth. I clinched down on the throbbing shaft and worked my throat so I could swallow all that was coming out of his cock. I took it all in and loved the way he wildly fucked my mouth. When I was done with my cum drink he pulled me by the hair till I was standing and devoured my mouth with a hot kiss that set my own pussy aflame. I was grateful still for saving my friend’s lives so far and enjoyed this dark killers company, but I realized not only I was really horny but also still fully clothed. While I was still dangerously making love to this sexy psychopath’s mouth, I found his hand. Leading him to my friend’s bedroom I started stripping both of us as we were manically kissing each other. We broke from the kiss briefly and I stared at his lips for a moment. I wanted his mouth on my cunt and I wanted it there soon.
To be continued:
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