After cumming extremely hard, I rubbed my wetness all over his face.I kissed his lips, tasting his blood. His bloody kisses tasted so sweet. I continued kissing him as I grabbed my machete and straddled his bloody, cock-less groin. As I raised it, my pussy juices flooded down my thighs. I looked up at the shiny blade; I was so turned on…awaiting what was to come. I looked into his dazed eyes and bloody face and plunged the machete into
his stomach, repeatedly. He moaned and groaned as I thrusted. I was careful, not to stab his heart, as I did not want him to die, just yet. The sight of his blood was was erotic, exciting, and euphoric. I moaned, cumming profusely, all over his castrated groin. I removed the machete from his stomach and licked some of the blood off before laying
it down, beside his head. I leaned down, and passionately kissed his bloody lips, thrusting my tongue inside of his bloody mouth.(To be continued)….