My rampant cock drooled a clear long strand of pre-cum across her blouse covered belly as I bent forwards, my left hand shoving her chin up and back, arching her neck across the back of the couch. The wound gaped wide, the cut nearly halfway through her neck severing veins, arteries, and her esophagus. xxx Mary’s head fell back across the upper back of the couch, arching her neck back again to fountain blood. Mary convulsed weakly under me, unable to escape or breathe, her own blood flooding her lungs. The last few clenches in my groin were so strong they would have been painful if I were not so aroused, and I did not feel any pressure moving through my cock. The spasming grip of her throat changed as she drowned, hot blood frothing
