1. THE VIRUS. CHAPTER FOUR


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Taboo, Author: crazyxxxcash, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    There he sat, remote in hand, flicking from one useless news feed to the next as if something new would be learned in the two seconds spent changing channels. “Why are you so spazzed over all of this? So people are fucking crazy, so what? Who cares?” she finally blurted and strained to get up off the couch from beside him. “You wanna know why I’m all spazoid?!” he chirped and jumped up from the couch to face her. “Maybe ‘cause of this!” With shaking hands, he unzipped his pants and shoved them down to reveal a dangling cock that was at least nine inches long…limp…and his balls that were normally g**** size…d****d down between his thighs looking probably nearer to golf balls in size now. “Not fucking normal! This is not normal!” She couldn’t say a word. Words could not express her thoughts…her feelings at what she was seeing. Part of her was shocked and confused and another part wanted to fling him on the couch and ride him like a trusty steed off into the sunset. Just then the doorbell rang. She jumped and then recognized the sound. Clumsily she turned and headed for the door to see who was there. She looked out the peephole and saw a woman’s hair. Without further concern, she disarmed the alarm system and unlocked the door. On the step stood a woman about five and a half feet tall wearing an orange jumpsuit. Her hair was black and pulled back in a ponytail. It had been over a year, but she instantly recognized the woman just as she hefted a pistol and shot her in both knees. ...
    “You fucking cunt!” Wendy shouted at her. “Didn’t think I’d find you did you, bitch? Did you ever even try to find out what happened that day? HUH?! Didn’t give a shit did you, bitch? Well let me tell you what happened.” She stepped in and slammed the door shut behind her. Tiffany was crying and bleeding and trying her best to crawl back away from the door to escape her assailant. “I was fat and naked but the cops didn’t catch me. Nah, but they did catch Molly and guess what? Molly told them all about me and my ex…and I ended up in the fucking slammer, bitch! Yeah, I been sitting in the fucking jailhouse for ten damn months…just…just dreaming of getting to fuck your pretty little blimp tittied ass up!” “Please…I’m sorry…we ran to save ourselves,” she pleaded with her but Wendy had a look in her eye that spoke of rage and madness. “We ran to save ourselves! FUCK YOU! You was into it as much as we was. Fucking cops didn’t bother looking for you two though. Guess ya’ll was too fancy to get cuffed. Nice house, by the way, bitch! Guess being a slut ass realtor lets you get in on the good deals, huh?” By this point, Tiffany had back crawled into the entrance to the living room. WHACK! Wendy dropped and flopped against the far wall of the foyer. Tiffany looked up and over and saw Franklin standing there with a lamp in his hand. Before she could say anything, he stooped down and picked up the pistol that Wendy had dropped. Pointing it at her, he closed in on her. “I remember you…and ...
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