As blood spurted from her victim’s throat and gushed across the floor of the church hall, and over her left foot, the victor continued to press her right foot down on her opponent’s chest feeling the ribs and fall three more times before becoming still forever. He felt pity for her too, as he observed how her straggly black hair stuck to the wet blood which covered her left arm and left a red trail on the ground behind. To his surprise it was not as easy to slide his cock into her vagina as he had imagined.
