Deadly Virgin

ARA ENTERPRISE

ce as I looked at Dara's sm

e the writer used for the story, ye

dead in his home in Toul Kork, which i

ner found him this morning aro

traumatized and was rushed to the hospita

the cleaner at the hospita

apture the reader's attention wit

miley eyes, and I tuned off e

less, just like I reme

looked into a memory that s

l man in between my legs, with his

he symphony o

ing and grinding of

perfect mome

at Dara with nothing but

back.

k..., Tick.

ll clock was

ara's dick as he th

gh him, and he was bri

he moment o

and joy of great sex and the sat

e the gun until

iced the bullet tha

of an orgasm is not something I will wish for, not even

I sound like

orry for hi

it is either his head or mi

th the intention of deflowering me, t

here is nothing like coi

y to erase your mark or die wait

, but it became my hunting grou

o distract him from the position

I took off his shirt an

removed the holster

gun on the lamp table near the bed because

don't be scared of that tiny and lifeless gun; I have a bigge

d him to make him forget

were closer to the bed lamp

d shyly until I was with

le whi

e "it h

drop of

a man high on euphoria to follow an ope

ck but meticul

lled the trigger three times within a second,

e spams still r

the blood flowed from his open

and I felt something liquid that I knew is

men flowed i

s his orgasm that was causing his body to spasm o

ess I will

the bed, finally sliding

d. I picked up my shoe an

all the blood, and the unw

ented shampoo and t

put on the steamer and waite

yes and dropp

ked in the mirror to see

y eyes are Amethyst color, and

t now, I do n

ht now is my vi

ame, is the d