I was stroking her thighs, right above the nylon tops and playing with the garter snaps as she was pulling my cock with her right hand.Her bare hard nipples pressed to my chest as our tongues fought to plunge down each other throats was easing back on the couch as she pressed against me,then sitting on top of me and putting my cock into her wet open pussy.I was stroking her thighs and moving my hands slowly up her naked body.Hips to waist then shoulders and finally neck.As I gently put my hands on her throat she lowered her head to tongue me deeply again.As her mouth sucked my lips,I suddenly squeezed my hands oh so tight around her slim neck.Her mouth opened and her tongue retreated from my mouth.She tried to raise her head,but as I squeezed her throat,I was pulling her lips to mine.She was trying to move her head away from my kiss and grasp of death.Her bodies movements were as arousing as any movements my cock had ever felt.I was cumming deep inside her as she struggled to suck air,instead of my tongue.In a moment her struggles slowed.Her bodies grindly halted.Her mouth openned.Her hands released my wrists.Her lungs contacted.She lay on me,still,and silent.I squeezed a full 2 minutes more.My hands ached,but they would stroke her breast and hair.Blond hair and swollen blue face.Contrasts of death.Barbi's death.I would cum again on her breasts and still more on her face and whipe myself on her hair.After all,what are bad little girls for if not to snuff and fuck?

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