Stream of Fantasy

Her belly beacons, open and exposed, round, soft and deep. I touch it. I feel its mystery, its yearning. My hands carress her belly and cunt while I admire the rest of her and kiss her mouth hungrily. She lays with her back arched and her legs spread, her only desire to fullfill my fantasy, to satiate my need.

I kiss her belly halfway between her pubic hair and her navel then put the tip of a large knife at that point. Her eyes are wide with excitement as she whispers, "Yes my love. Do it."

Slowly I bear down on the knife. Her skin holds and she keeps her belly relaxed so that the knife sinks three inches into her belly without cutting. I hold it there and marvel at the moment. This gorgeous, wonderfully sexy, naked woman is laying there knowing that in just a second she will be stabbed and gutted, and she is excited, turned on, and very, very willing. I push!

Her belly bursts! The knife sinks deep into her guts as her blood gushes! She gasps as her back spasmodicaly arches even more. Her body quivers and she starts to breathe with deep moans. I put my cock to her cunt and enter her as she breathes, "Yes. Yes. More."

I fuck her as I admire her beautifull impaled body, her large heaving breasts, her arms and legs wide in their acceptance of my killing her, my knife buried to the hilt deep inside her belly. Her face incredibly cute with her eyes rolled back and her tongue sticking out of her wide open mouth. Dying she begs, "More. More. Keep stabbing me while you fuck me. Cut of my breasts. Gut me while you come!"

I do so.

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