1. Policewomen: Trina's Inferno


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Death, Extreme, Horror, Male Domination, Murder, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff, Torture, Violence, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    and down her back, now sweaty from their sex, pummeling her. “Harder!” she ordered, he obliged. He gripped her long hair, pulling her head back, Trina cumming again. Richie almost lost it again when he saw the look of orgasmic pleasure on his mother’s face. Ulysses pulled out, pushed Trina to her belly, grabbed her hips, bringing her ass to his face. “Ahh! Shit!” Trina cried out, feeling Ulysses tongue swirl all around her puckered hole. Her spine tingling, she went limp, Ulysses sitting back, feasting upon her butt, occasionally lapping at her pussy. Another hour passed, they were still going at it. Richie couldn’t believe it. “Yes! Yes!” Trina grit her teeth, staring into Ulysses’ face, straddling him while he sat on the bed, doing all she could to make this man cum. He nodded his head, letting her know he was ready – finally. A sweaty and tired Trina hopped off his cock and lay next to him. Richie had a perfect view of her jacking Ulysses, begging his seed to come out. She enclosed her mouth on him, moaning, feeling his balls tense up. Ulysses erupted in her mouth, lying back on the bed as he came. Trina drank every last drop of his cum, sucking and licking his cock clean. She wiped her mouth, smiling as she curled up into Ulysses’ arm. Richie watched her slowly run her hands up and down Ulysses’ body, and after several moments, she was still – asleep. He exited his hiding place, staring at his mother’s naked body, guilt over taking him. “This was the last time I spy on ...
    her. I’m done,” he thought to himself, before he snuck out to walk to his car. Trina and Ulysses had sex in the shower that morning. She said goodbye to her friend, suggesting they could hook up again if he’s free. He liked that idea, kissing the nude woman goodbye at her front door. Trina called her sister, Kelly, getting her voicemail. She took a nap and later left for her afternoon shift. * Sitting in her patrol car, Trina called Kelly again, no answer. She sighed, shrugged and got out of the car. She adjusted her bulletproof vest, not that she had any need to wear one on her route. She didn’t wear a bra with her uniform. Her breasts weren’t huge, but the tight vest and clothing was more uncomfortable when a sports bra was thrown into the mix. It didn’t really matter, no one could tell. Trina adjusted her pony tail, putting her hat back on and went to talk with an elderly resident. She often visited them, spending more time with the older senior citizens, listening to them tell stories and asking them questions. If she missed catching someone going 10 miles over the 25 mile per hour limit, Trina didn’t care. It helped her get through a boring shift and lifted the spirits of the residents. After Trina’s “lunch break” at 8pm, halfway through her shift, she got a call to stop by a rowdy party at the house of one of the few younger families that lived nearby. The parents were out of town. She put a stop to the loud music, telling the kids to disperse; they listened and gave her ...
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