When A Fight With Her Boyfriend Leaves Her Needing Comfort, Your Stepsister Turns To You For Solace.

I pull the trigger, a very quiet “thuttt” is heard and a piece of foam from the couch goes flying across the room as the bullet goes between his eyes and out the back of his head. Looking down in to her eyes, gun between her eyes, I tell her, “You have two choices bitch, die or entertain me.”
The look of shock on her face and fear in her eyes tells me she is an amateur killer and this was not a well planned murder she is partaking in. XXX “Please may I cum” . . … I ignore for 5 minutes until my arm is tired and I yell “Cum you fucking bitch. . . … I pull my pistol out, holding it in my hand. Amanda admires the beauty of my island and my very large luxurious mansion that doesn’t even hint at the underground portion or the technology that I have it loaded with.