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Mother (murders, masturbates-over, then) whores her dead daughter

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Size 107 MB
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Yet another installment in my mother-fucking, killer fucking mothers series, number three in total (and the 2nd one where the mother murders her daughter for sex) (Click for

Topic 0ne — Click for Topic Two). Once again, a brief erotic story follows. One where, as always, my twisted imagination embellishes much and fills many gaps — so,

serving as a general outline of the arc, sure, but also the imagined thoughts, intents, sensations, and so on, of the actors in the narrative (in truth, I really strain that

not-so-fine-line in this instance, but oh well). But, as always, the video to which this is based on actually exists! Which is to say, fuck stories without accompanying

audio-visuals; may as well read real literature!

Manta was already apprehensive, after being summoned by her perverted, depraved mother, Morgan, to her dungeon, and ordered to tie-up her feet to a strange, ominous

looking contraption. But once she saw her mom enter the room buck-naked, save for high heels, a pair of gloves, and menacingly, an executioner's leather hood, she

immediately became frightened. Very frightened. She wanted to say something, but knew better than to speak. Regardless, there was nothing she could do at this point, as

Morgan proceeded to tie her daughter's hands behind her back, leaving Manta entirely at her mother's mercy (or rather lack thereof).

After binding her daughter's hands, Morgan then placed an evil, medieval-looking windable torture device with a leather strap attached, and, without even a word, wrapped the

strap around Manta's throat. As Morgan continued to wind the device, the strap tightened further around Manta's ivory neck. Soon, it was beginning to asphyxiate her, with

each breath proving a real challenge. The sight of her own daughter, bound and struggling for air, not to mention the expression of helplessness and anguish on her face —

all this managed to turn Morgan on immensely. She began to slowly masturbate, gently rubbing her aching cunt (so heavy with fuck juices) with her left hand, while with her

right, she continued to tighten the terrible noose around her sobbing daughter's neck.

Now positively terrified, Manta was beginning to realize that every passing second made it less and less likely that her mother will decide to spare her life. She wept,

heartbreakingly, but Morgan just kept rubbing her pussy in slow rhythmic motions, while moaning in ecstasy. As for Morgan, she could not believe how good her cunt felt as

she was snuffing out her daughter's life, showing her no mercy —even as she cried! Soon, Manta was getting so little air, all she could do was quietly sob and whimper in

short bursts, while she kept fighting to breath. A short time later, her voice (vocals) was all but completely gone, as she gasped and gulped for breath in panic, struggling

ever harder, for less and less air.

And so, just as Morgan's orgasm was building up toward its brutal climax, Manta was really dying. With all her might, she attempted to lock eyes with Morgan, trying to

catch her mother's gaze, desperately hoping she would be able to convey to her how afraid, how sad she was. One final attempt to evoke any kind of pity, one last try at a

reprieve. But, although staring right back at her, Morgan, again, just kept rubbing her heavy, bloated pulsating pussy. As Manta finally passed from life into death, her

mother's cunt started to cum, violently. Moaning in ecstatic delirium, Morgan's orgasm kept coming and going and going and cumming, while her eyes, from behind the

hideous leather mask, were taking everything-in, devouring the grotesque sight of her daughter's now-motionless naked corpse. Morgan, however, kept the strap wrapped

extremely tight around Manta's neck throughout, making sure she was really dead.

Continuing to gently caress her still-twitching cunt and big, round belly, Morgan was swimming in a sea of neverending post-orgasmic bliss. She squinted her eyes, as she

attempted to regain her focus, marveling in cruel satisfaction at the unspeakable horror, at her unlimited capacity for evil: she had just murdered her own daughter —erasing

her from this world forever— for sexual pleasure(!). And she died afraid and sad. Morgan was simply stupefied by the twistedness of that thought, intoxicated on evil and sex.

Her entire body felt so good; her cunt felt so comfortable.

But now it was someone else's turn. Unbeknownst to Manta, Morgan had already previously tasked her boyfriend to capture the brutal sex crime on video, which he did,

while remaining hidden from Manta (for nature-docu-like authenticity, or whatever). Before, in turn, handing her the camera, Morgan directed him to give her a sizable stack of

bills, payment for the rare privilege of being permitted to stick his dick inside her daughter's corpse (to Morgan, a dead whore was still a whore; and whether alive or not,

Manta was hers —her whore).

And so, mom's boyfriend, after feeling up Manta's naked dead body, took hold of her legs, spread them wide, and in one, single motion, penetrated her wet, tight pussy,

hard. With his erect member as rock-hard as it possibly can be, he kept on pumping her, harder-and-harder, in-and-out and in-and-out. As his heavy balls began to ache, his

thrusts became more and more frantic, wilder, until he could no longer contain himself, and with one harsh thrust, he powerfully ejaculated copious amounts of sperm, deep

inside Manta's wet cunt, and further onto her dead womb. High on evil and dark desire, the two monsters then put Manta's ravaged dead body on display, placing her in a

shockingly pornographic pose for the camera, one that explicitly showcased her now-shiny, glistening with-cum, gaping pussy.

Standing in front of her daughter's corpse, a smiling Morgan chuckled heartlessly: Manta's future, all of her hopes and dreams, were now gone forever. Instead, Morgan had

brought Manta's nightmares to life, then (without slightest pause) delivered her to death. She had consumed her daughter so cruelly, mercilessly devouring her lifeforce for

her own ugly sexual pleasure. Morgan breathed deep, taking in the overwhelmingly sweet sensations. It just felt so nice, so intoxicating, to be that evil.

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