She hated men
Hated everything about them
Bordering on the pathological
Hated the way they touched her
Hated the way they used her
She even hated taking their dirty money
She did like killing them though
Watching their power slowly ebb away
It was the ultimate orgasm
Definitely so much better than sex
She didn’t like the spurters
Underwear was so damn expensive
But she was beginning to perfect her technique
Directing the flow away from her
Learned strangely enough from a surgeon
He would have been proud of her
It was her breasts that caught his eye
The rest his imagination took care of
He had never done it blindfold before
It sure felt so sensual
God, he could feel the explosion building up inside him
She directed the open razor with total precision
Marvelling as his body went into spasm
God, the orgasm was out of this world
Definitely so much better than sex.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
Ah, brought to mind the mother-in-law. She could be lethal even with the plastic cutlery.
Never mess with the plastic. Actually, never mess with the M.I.L.
I do not think I want to meet this woman.
Andy
Think she retrained as a surgeon.
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