Housewifes reality

As she moves her panties to the side she really gets into the masturbation, running her sexy fingernails up and down her pussy lips getting wetter and more open with each stroke. As her fingers explore deeper and she is pinching nipples with the other hand, watching her fantasy DVD. As she is full fledged into fingering and getting close to popping one off, she does not notice the same door to the utility room and garage opening. Not a man in a suit this time with a serious look, it is a man in a leather jacket, looking like he is about to win the lottery. He sneaks up while she is rubbing her pussy and gets his nylon stocking around her neck quickly and relentlessly without hesitation. He pulls so hard and the housewife is surprised and fights back hard with her hands while he pulls harder and keeps her in position.

She battles him hard and bucks her hips, kicks her legs and rolls over to the side as he pulls harder. It is a long fought battle but there is a clear winner after a few minutes. She slows down to nothing and is dead. He pulls the nylon off the neck a bit to show the red ligature mark that is embedded in her skin from the trauma. The housewife twitches then stays still as her blank and inanimate stare fill the room. He wants the real thing this time and moves around caressing her face and grabbing her boobs. He feels her up and then gets himself out to screw her. He takes his time this go around and has a nice long screw. Her big boobs bounce back and forth and her tongue is limp and visible. The housewife’s hand is swinging toward the floor and her feet that are stocking covered look great when he pulls her legs up to screw. When he orgasms he makes it count, getting it all out this time. After he cums he gets up and gets himself straight, then goes to collect the hidden cameras that are still in the house. He knows that Mr and Ms X will love the real version of the snuff film fantasy.