“You’re scared,” he breathed. “You get turned on when you’re scared.” The tip of his cock prodded at me, barely pushing inside, and I groaned. “See that tree over there?” I forced my head to move to look where he gestured with his chin. “That’s where I stood that night.” He pushed another inch inside me, and I cried out at the feeling of being stretched. “This is where his body fell.” Another inch of his cock entered me, and I clenched around him. “This is where I fucking killed him for you.”
