“Maybe,” Richie hung his head low. Blowjob porn Trina watched them leave, then looked to her arm. She shrugged, licking her right forearm clean. “Alright, that’s enough, I need to focus.”
She grabbed the empty shotgun and kept going, leaving a trail of cum and blood behind her. “Then I’m the demon,” Trina brought the knife down hard into his neck, stabbing it, cutting the jugular vein. She pulled it out, blood spurt with each heartbeat, covering her face and body. She stabbed him again, and again, and again – the knife going into his chest, shoulder, neck repeatedly.
He was a gurgling, blood spurting mess, unable to speak, his vocal chords severed. Trina took one last glimpse of him. She brought the knife down, stabbing it in his eye socket, leaving it there. She opened the entrance to the room, peeking outside to an empty parking lot, seeing nothing, no one. It appeared to be an entrance to a large warehouse of sorts. The lobby and front desk area reminded her of a building supply store –
