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Buckling it securely around his wrist, he turned back to the bleeding and crucified submissives. They slowly lifted radiant faces at his approach, with utterly broken yet tender and loving looks. With one last, meaningful glance over his shoulder he stepped close to the spread-eagled beauty on the right and drew his finger-knives slowly and almost gently down her raw, bloodied flank to sink the wicked tips petite deep into the flesh of her arse. Her face was already a transport of agony when he seized her thick hair in his other hand and public pulled her head to the side, exposing her slender neck to his hungry mouth. The woman whispered a phrase in her strange language which Oliviya was sure must be the hailing of the Pallid Mask and then her face froze in a rictus of terror and pain as Dmitri’s teeth clamped again and again on her outstretched throat, rending and tearing in a huge outpouring of blood which splashed over his face and beard. Soon she slumped motionless in her bonds. He turned a wild and gory face to the camera before moving in on the other woman. She licked her lips and strained imprisoned arms to force her flayed body away from the cross towards his fatal fingers. He took her delicate chin in his left hand and pinned her head back against the rough timber. Gazing into his eyes she repeated the other’s dying words in an exultant cry that became a gurgling, rattling whisper when the wicked points drove between her breasts and into her chest. Powerful shoulder muscles moved beneath his shirt as he thrust steel-tipped fingers deep into her dying body, rummaged inside her ribs and finally, with a cry of triumph, tore the dripping heart free and held it above his head. Oliviya began to shudder uncontrollably; her slim thighs trembled, and creampie her fingers clenched on the arms of the chair. Turning to the camera, Dmitri slowly raised the dripping heart to lips that were already gory from his first victim, closed his eyes in a dark ecstasy and sank his teeth into the raw meat. Blood streamed into his beard and spurted into the air - and Oliviya gushed across the floor under her desk with a strangled cry. The image froze, and the room was silent save for ragged breathing as she struggled to control herself, knuckles white at the edge of the desk. The haunting sound of an oud drifted from the speakers and the cum screen became a business-like patchwork of text and entry fields. An ornate silver crucifix swung between Oliviya’s bared breasts as she leant doggystyle forward to type, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face with one hand while the other tapped at the keypad to enter her National Identity Number. I sat down on a stool and let him remove my shoe and slip cum it on my dainty foot. I always liked Mr. Jenkins . . . "I bet it will be a long time before Allison does this:" and I wrapped my lips around his bare penis. Dee was now bent in a doggy-style pose in the middle of her bed and I knelt behind her. Not public only because of school but the weather would be turning cooler and the car shows always dropped off when school started. ‘Make it exciting! “Oh, he’s become a real ass. We watched for about 45 minutes. We got everyone loaded up and headed back to doggystyle the creampie ship. Suddenly the sound of hooves striking the ground brought Aella’s attention back to the present as she readied her bow once more and peeked out of petite her cover. The lead workman said, "We're here for the installations you asked for. Yeessssss! “You could tear them though…” suggest Emma, remembering the conditions from Admiral. Troy smile a bit. The harsh faux carpet of the copy room floor made Dana’s knees ache, but the sight of Carol’s cunt in her face allowed the sensation to melt away.