"Cut my belly or anywhere, I don't care. You can slit my throat, or take my insides out, whatever you want sweetie just take the knife, take it and stab me and cut my skin please please please . My guts will be pretty for you, prettier than theirs would be, prettier than any of them! Please, snuff me... please... please..." Her shoulders shook, hunched as her eyes brimmed over. The bitch blade shook in her hands as she began to cry in earnest, transsexual face turning downward. Almost Guy felt bad for the wretched woman, hearing her desperate nonsense for what it was. If he was not so intrigued by her offer he might have left her there, let her deal with her own snuffing if she felt so inclined. Instead he took the knife from her, hefting in his hand as she suddenly looked back up at him. A hopeful little smile played about her lips, not quite able to stick as half-anticipated yet another humiliation, another round of watching him fuck and pleasure and snuff someone else while she watched and felt hot jealousy warm her slit from within. Her cow-eyed lust for her own turn sucks at destruction only encouraged him more, giving Guy a fresh surge of bloodlust that lead to his hand wrapping itself around her throat, dragging her up onto her feet and pushing her up against the same wall where he'd snuffed the instructor. Breathlessly watching, the other women had gone silent when he'd taken the knife, seemingly awed at the prospect of what might be about to happen. Kim had gone quiet too, save for a few soft little hiccups and pitiful whines. Her eyes never left him, filled with some broken kind of infatuation as he lifted the knife to her breasts. She held still for him when he began to cut, only squeaking softly as her skin first broke, shivering against the wall as he traced slow patterns with the knifepoint. Red welled up in the path of the blade, droplets of blood dribbling down her body. The incisions were shallow, but hurt enough to make Kim begin to masturbate. She huffed weakly Tranny while she watched his face, seeming to love the sadistic glint in his eyes more than the agony itself. The twisted cut trailed downwards in slow, meandering turns, the point of the knife finding its cock way to a spot a few inches below the bottom of Kim's sternum. I looked at Daniel. They put up a helluva fight, but we managed to eliminate the last of them thanks to the backing of the local natives.” I expanded on the plans that I already made. She's in a very fragile state. "...but…" she protests, her eyes fighting a war between her lust for you and her common sense. 7 Susan hearing the strange man's voice didn't understand what was going on and started to struggle. “Mm… Any questions anyone?” She asked in her soft youthful tone, her eyes still flickering between Jonathan and Ethan, “No?” Then you might as sucks well pack up five minutes early and make a start on all the homework I assigned you in your free period next.” The only time you can stop cock is to wipe yourself if your cock is too slippery to keep going. It was on a Saturday afternoon after the rest of the family had bitch left the farm for their weekly shopping trip into transsexual town. Not me. The whole thing was absurd. Why do you ask?" when I watched her reaction, her mind seemed so calm and off in a better place. My breasts jiggled as the two girls sucked and nursed at my nipples. I almost came myself just watching her first ass fuck!” Do you want to join Tranny me?" She held the prolapsed womb and gently massaged it.