Rich
11-19-2002, 3:01 AM
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I knew he was not going to get away when I tied the last knot tight. He had a lot of money when I met him butt, as with the others, it ran out quickly. I needed to dispose of him and move on.
I set my table as I always did with lots of good food and drink. The drink was very important if I wanted to relax and enjoy the kill when I finished eating.
He didn’t know he was going to die. This fact sent a chill of pleasure up my spine just before I sat upon his upturned face.
As always I started eating with gusto. I always had a large appetite, and a large posterior. I felt his nose slide between my butt cheeks. It was warm, and I was sweaty.
As I ate I lifted my ass enough times to keep him alive. He would die after dinner; I had it all planned out. As I finished my last few bites I had to lean to the side and squeeze out a rather large bit of wind. He complained a bit butt shutting him up was quite easy.
I was feeling quite drunk when I closed off his air for the last time. I lit my cigarette and put up my legs. After a while he started to struggle for air. I felt his nose in my butt hole and his mouth sealed under my crotch. As the death tremors started I felt my self orgasm. When he died I had such a feeling of euphoria. He had served me well. Even in death he had given me pleasure. I continued to sit for hours afterward. Every now and then having another orgasm.
<center>http://www.anastassja.org/arte/namio/sit/nhsit50.jpg</center>
I knew he was not going to get away when I tied the last knot tight. He had a lot of money when I met him butt, as with the others, it ran out quickly. I needed to dispose of him and move on.
I set my table as I always did with lots of good food and drink. The drink was very important if I wanted to relax and enjoy the kill when I finished eating.
He didn’t know he was going to die. This fact sent a chill of pleasure up my spine just before I sat upon his upturned face.
As always I started eating with gusto. I always had a large appetite, and a large posterior. I felt his nose slide between my butt cheeks. It was warm, and I was sweaty.
As I ate I lifted my ass enough times to keep him alive. He would die after dinner; I had it all planned out. As I finished my last few bites I had to lean to the side and squeeze out a rather large bit of wind. He complained a bit butt shutting him up was quite easy.
I was feeling quite drunk when I closed off his air for the last time. I lit my cigarette and put up my legs. After a while he started to struggle for air. I felt his nose in my butt hole and his mouth sealed under my crotch. As the death tremors started I felt my self orgasm. When he died I had such a feeling of euphoria. He had served me well. Even in death he had given me pleasure. I continued to sit for hours afterward. Every now and then having another orgasm.
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