Thread: Murder and Mistresses! (Jack Stalker and MissMayday)

Yvonne shivered all over, her skin flaring with sensation as she watched Jessica 'tit fuck' her foot, squeezing her cum covered toes between her breasts, before bringing her mouth and tongue to bear against her bared flesh. She closed her eyes for a moment, savouring the wet heat against her foot, as Jessica cleansed her, sucking, licking, burning her with raw lust and heat. She mouth fucked each of her toes in turn, until they were free of the girlish ejaculate which had slashed across them from Jessica wracking orgasm moments before. Satisfied momentarily with the attention she had received, Yvonne indulged herself as Jess stood, moving to fuck Jess's mouth with her tongue, using the same energy and enthusiasm as she had been fucking her with the phallic toy. She even shuddered when Jess penetrated her pussy with her fingers, squeezing her at the large fingers with her cunt muscles as they drove into her tight confines, feeling her red headed lover forcing her pussy lips apart and making them conform to the invasive penetration of her digits. It caused her to let out a long slow blissful gasp from between her lips as she did so, her hands moving to grasp both a handful of Jess's hair and to rest on her shoulder. Maybe you should use your mouth the way I told you to. growled Yvonne through gritted teeth, as Jessica suggested moving. She wrestled her hand into her red mane, her other hand forcing down on her shoulder as she attempted to force Jessica back down onto her knees. This isn't Anna you are dealing with. This isn't your 'wife' you are ordering about. I couldn't give a fuck about her corpse, what I give a fuck about is that you understand something. You're mine now, no more sharing, no more fucking that dead cow instead of me. And when I tell you I want something, I expect you to give it to me. she gasped, tugging at Jessica's hair, pulling her face closer to her groin. You want me to retire somewhere else? Then you better convince me that I need to. Convince me with that sweet mouth, that hot tongue and those juicy lips, that I need to go 'lie down' in order to come on your face. she hissed, a crooked grin on her face as she shifted her stance, bringing her weeping slit closer and closer to those perfect ruby lips which were already stained with their combined lust. You sound a little crazy baby, one moment you are calling me a murderer, next you want to kill for me? I don't know if I like it, I don't know if I want it. she shook her head. We'll see what happens, see what we can wok out.. but right now I know exactly what you know, that your hot wet cunt... she paused on that word, licking her lips, ...it wants me, not some dead whore. It wants me, because it knows that I'm the only one that can make it weep with joy and flood your thighs with your own wicked and sinful secretions. she grinned. Raw arrogance, confidence and dominance flooded forth from her now, fuelled by lust and adrenalin, fuelled by the knowledge that she had just murdered her lovers whore of a wife... ... and she had enjoyed every moment of it, every bullet, every sound that dead slut had made as she slumped to the ground and pissed out her life in a river of red, red deeper and darker than even Jess's glorious mane. Don't make me wait or I'll punish you. Punish that ass of yours. Punish you for every night I had to spend alone, rubbing myself until I cried out your name, because you were here, fucking that slut instead of the woman you wanted to be with, instead of me. she finished, her hungry eyes fixed on Jessica's... demanding, commanding, expectant...