I fulfilled my fantasy of fucking my slutty friends, Jasmine Santanna and Thai Camargo

While he didn’t make a smile or even a grunt, he was relieved to find a half-eaten hotdog. Brazzers Eleanor froze as she gazed at the weapon, still covered in blood. I want to know what it’s like to be loved, emotionally and physically.”
“Yes, my dear sweet Eleanor,” he said, brushing his fingertips against her smooth cheek, bringing down her soft throat, and resting it on her chest. After almost a minute, their lips finally separated and Carter began to move down, kissing her cheeks over and over again, while she stretched her neck like a cat being rubbed under the chin. He leaned back, letting the rain wash away the dark bloodstains in his clothes. The story was the same in each case: a stranger enters a campus house party, pulls out some sort of machete-like weapon, and begins slaughtering everyone. But now that he finally had the opportunity, he had to admit that it was great. He had to fight with every last drop of willpower to keep from shooting his load. I was adopted countless times, but no idealist couple with the dreams of rescuing an orphan could withstand the results of my insanity and the crimes that the voices made me commit, not to mention my constant medical bills were a deal-breaker alone. By now the house was almost empty, as the partiers were rushing out the backdoor or climbing out the windows as fast as they could, but there were still over two dozen people in the first floor alone.