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I worked my dick in unison with the dildo, feeling them touching inside her, separated only by a paper-thin membrane. I fucked her as hard and fast as I could, pistoning my hips in and out, blood oozing from her torn arse down and onto my cock, lubricating my dick. Laurenôs continuous groan rose in pitch with each forward thrust, before I joined her, moaning in my own pleasure as I emptied my balls into her, filling the tightest pussy I had ever fucked. She was fantastic, even after all I had inflicted on her, she could still show me how badly she was hurting at the right time for me to have a mind blowing orgasm. I pulled the dildo from her ruined ass, her hole remained open almost as large as it had been when the thing was in her, and I remember thinking that sheôd never have no push to take a crap again.
Anyway, I untied her after that and cleaned her up bit. She was like a dead weight and just looked straight ahead with these spooky eyes like a dead person. At one stage I thought she had died, but sheôd just gone off into some mental no mans land I think. I wrapped her up in an old bed sheet and dropped her off at street corner that night, then called the police from a public phone down the street.