She smiled at Max and began sucking his cock. This was too much for him to take. Her mouth soaking his cock with her spit and her full lips holding it...tight like a vise grip. She gagged and tried to breath as his cock took over her hot awaiting mouth.Max was so determined not to blow his load inside her mouth. He sat back on the bench inside the locker room with lust in his eyes. He beckoned for her to straddle his face. Max looked at her dripping hot pink pussy. The clit was already swollen. "Bitch! You aren't going to go anywhere..." he said. "FUCK YOU!!!!!" screamed Alyssa and she knocked the refrigerator on top of him. He died slowly and painfully under the refrigerator while Alyssa called the police.3 weeks went by after the funeral. Alyssa was still shook up. They had sold the dog but there were reminders of Max everywhere. It was hard for her to stay calm when she was alone. She always felt like she was being watched, although, she never fully knew what by... Alyssa was alone. More

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