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KonFauna~
That was the first thing she said to me, so cheerful and happy, a stark juxtaposition to her face now. Covered in tears, makeup ruined, face contorted from pain and horror. The wet shlicking between her thighs from my serrated hunting knife rotating and moving gently forward and back inside her filled the room, accompanied only by her light sobs and pleading. The warm, growing pool of Mommy's liquids pooling around my knees began to do its work, and my member stood ready for assignment. The screams of absolute agony went away after the first few minutes. Now, in her subdued state, I gently began to repeat "Fauna's a good girl," while hugging and kissing her.
I'm almost there mommy! I exclaim as I orgasmed while rubbing my hard erection on her soft, bloody thighs. Then I rip out my knife, pulling out chunks of her previously pristine vagina with it, and causing so much pain that she passes out. I do my best to provide first aid, so she can't take the easy way out, and call an ambulance. I lick my knife clean, tasting her succulent flesh, a goddesses most sacred part.
As I hear sirens, I leave the scene , jumping from Fauna's back window, onto the patio's roof, and through the neighboring yards to my car, but before I retreated from her quivering body lying in a pool of her own blood and pee, I bid her a loving Faunwell~
