Phoenix Marie And Alexis Texas Face Off In An Epic Ass Clash (ap8307)

I could see the shock and fear in her look at me as she understood I was hurting her. I knew Penelope was dying yet lifted my left hand high and drove the knife down into her again, the cutting bevel of the blade punching into the upper slope of her fat, heaving belly close below her left ribs. Penelope struggled frantically on the bed, her right hand clawing at my right wrist to try and pull my hand off her mouth while her left hand pawed at the gaping wound in her throat. Our marriage had become just work, my taking care of her for little in return. Too many times she had gotten her thrill then called off anything to do with my pleasure as being too much for her to handle, or too painful. Penelope convulsed on the bed hard enough her mouth came out from under my hand, the thick bright blood she coughed up spattering her face, my hand, and the