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  • 18 April 2018
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    Poetry Club. Starring Whitney Lexxi Buttercup Lolita

    Lexxi’s penalty for mouthing off to the lecturer in Third menstruation English, was attend Poetry Club. The prospect of having to **** out for an hour with the dweebs had her thanking the god of text messaging.
    Upon arriving, she was welcomed gleefully into the gang. Katie, the bore leader, rapidly embarked reading her poem. Lexxi flipped her eyes during all of this pitifully cutsie poop and when they asked her to stop texting on her cage phone, she rapidly blew off the gang and went to find a silent place.
    Unknown to the Four women, there was a uber-sexy hiding in the building, eyeing them. A product of a poetry club lengthy ago, his poems so bad that he suffered psychological ridicule from the others, he now quests to murder these scanty, harmless femmes. This will avenge his past, and perhaps be a tiny joy.
    Lexxi, alone in an upstairs apartment does not notice the brightly colored super-sexy approaching. Wrapping the wire around her, he brings her down to the floor. She intensively fights, kneeing and twisting, twisted face, broad eyes. The cool doe not relent, carrying his plan thru until she is immobile. He tosses her assets off of him like a nuts of potatoes and fastly starts to de-robe her. Whitney called for Lexxi, and he stops, well-prepped to kill again. But Whitney goes in a different direction. So, he leaves Lexxi for afterwards and head down to murder the next dweeb tramp.
    Whitney ambles into a apartment and the door closes behind her, locking. She looks to the only way out and gazes the uber-sexy in his wild eyes. He is on her, wrapping a rope around her neck, pulling her to the floor. There is no expect for her as the cheerleader slash poetry dweeb attempts to dollar her way out with her strong thighs.
    When she is eventually dead, he spends a moment to check her out, unwrapping her clothes off, experiencing her pointy fun bags. These poetry bore aren't half bad, he thought, now developing a fresh fervor...one that is barely more sexually driven.
    But, he has to go, he has to complete things so that there will be time to love his kills.
    He stashes upstairs as the next nymph approaches. Frolicking with his prey, he makes a sound, gesticulating where he is stashing. Felicia, observes a pair of soles stashing behind a screen. She stupidly approaches them and he has got her. Lunging out, grasping her facehole. His adrenaline pumping. This is now something more then just avenging his past. This is eagerness. He raises her up with unprecedented intensity and smothers her. Her soles, nearly a sole off the floor, punch and contraction as the life is hastily ********* out of her. He admires her tongue as he murders the teenage.....so thick and jummy, he dreamed to inhale it into his mouth--taste her.
    In his anger and fervor, the stress kneed her hatch with a noise like he had never heard before. Nearly astonished at his energy, he lowered her down tot he floor. Fastly, he opened her up, uncovering some outta this world titties. This egghead was lurking some D’s, and he went right down for a taste.
    Eventually, the last one, Katie, the poet goddess of the gang was wondering out to find the rest of her club. She headed downstairs and the magnificent waiting patiently for the moaning to begin.
    It did not take lengthy, once she got the door open downstairs, she know right away that the bare shape of Whitney was truly, highly dead. She let out a-curtaling moan and raced up the stairs to find Felicity. Moaning again, she went up the stairs again, this time stumbling right over Lexxi’s bod. More shrieks. Back down the stairs, moaning, groaning, then abruptly the wonderful had her as she went for the door.
    He * her insanely spasmadic bod into the living apartment, straddled her and commenced gasping her with his nude mitts. But, he arms were weary from killing Felicity earlier and he witnessed a wire that would work. She took the moment of distraction to attempt to escape. Oh, but he was on point today, and was able to grip the rope, seize her gams, pull her to him and wrap the string around her tender youthful neck. She bucked and fight in her pretty sundress and sweater, now her dark-hued satin underpants providing peekaboo's.
    He was mad with sexual drive now and dreamed to kill her so he could have her. She took a while, but when it was over, she was still and he wend right to work. He did not stir too rapid, tho' he know time would briefly be out--parents home from work, etc. He uncovered her jummy youthful jugs and bj'ed them. He fumbled her slit, then tasted it. Eventually, he moved her to the bed and sensed her innards, sticking her until satiated.
    With an idea in mind, he picked her up and laid her out on a pool table, posing her. He then went up to where Lexxi was. His first-ever. He still had endurance. So, he disrobed her for lighter access to her supreme, good assets. Hilarious thing was, he knew from the conversation, she was only here as penalty. Skimpy girl--wrong place at the wrong time. Fortunate him. He slurped and deep-throated her slit, then pummeled her. Ultimately, using her mitt, he reached climax and came on her belly. He picked her up and brought her to the pool table.
    Then, he went and got Whitney, then Felicia. With them all posed on the table, he positioned Katie’s super-cute poem in the middle of them all. His work here was done, but his dream now would never be fulfilled. He looked to the future, to more nymphs, to poetry or not!!!

    Runtime : 40min 39s
    File Size : 1.34 GB
    Resolution : 640x480

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