Debbie and. Adam walked hand-in-hand through the fairground. The smell of freshly baked doughnuts almost made them feel like kids again.
After a night of rollercoasters and bumper cars, and with an armful of stuffed toys each, the two took their leave of the fair.
Mere feet away and they were jumped by two teens in hoodies, one holding a knife. Knowing the music from the fair would drown out any call for help, the two immediately handed over their phones and their wallets.
One of them had been staring at Debbie, quite intently. He then piped up and said, “you’re well fit.” Debbie wasn’t sure why, but this attention was oddly arousing to her.
The teen walked right up to her and sniffed her hair, reached around her and grabbed her ass, squeezing it tightly. Rather than struggle, she wriggled in his hand and moved in closer to him.
“Right, that’s enough! You’ve had you’re money, now leave her alone!” The other teen punched Adam square in the face as his friend began kissing Debbie’s neck.
“It’s best to let them take whatever they want, honey.” Debbie said, her voice cracking slightly. She then moaned softly and said, “and I think they want me.”
“No sweety, you don’t have to do this!” Another fist struck his face and he fell backwards onto the ground.
Debbie laughed and said to her boyfriends attacker, “I don’t think he’ll get the message that way. Maybe you should use that knife to really teach him a lesson!”
The teens both laughed and the one looming over him said “Jesus Christ, you’re missus must fucking hate you, bruv!”
Adam let out a cry of pain as the boy plunged the knife into his gut. Debbie laughed again as she freed her molester’s cock from his tracksuit bottoms and dropped to her knees.
Debbie spoke to her boyfriend in between slurps “honey, I…really…think that this…oh fuck, you’re so big…I think this needs to…happen. I mean…if you don’t…let them…have their way…they might kill us!”
The teen she was sucking laughed and said, “well, we’re probably gonna kill him, either way.” Debbie then went crazy, moaning and sucking even harder.
Debbie stood up and disrobed before pulling her new lover closer. She passionately kissed him and said “I want you to fuck me while you’re friend kills my boyfriend.” Then she turned to the other teen and said, “make him suffer and you can use my ass.”
Her lover fucked her from behind as she watched her boyfriend get stamped on, punched and stabbed for half an hour until the blade penetrated his neck and she came on her lover’s cock.
He came soon after and stepped away to let his friend fuck her. He dipped his cock in her cum-filled pussy and used that as lube to fuck her ass. Debbie felt a slight sting as he entered her.
As he fucked her, he said “I can’t believe how much this slut loved watching us kill her man.”
Then Debbie said “actually, it was just you that killed him. And you’ll never get away with it.” “What’re you, a snitch?” He responded. “No,” she said, “but you’ve left your DNA all over my ex’s corpse. Hell, all it’d take would be your friend picking up that knife you dropped in your excitement, stabbing you with it, and everyone would think he was a hero who stopped the bastard who raped me and murdered my boyfriend.”
“What the fuck are you talking about,” he managed to shout before his best friend slit his throat.
Debbie and her “saviour” moved in together not long after the event. He was adored by the public and seen as a hero. Debbie’s son Michael, however, saw the monster he really was. Beatings were regular and unprovoked, and he sustained many injuries. Though his school bullies made it very hard for anyone to tell that he was getting those injuries at home.
The bullies also meant that nobody struggled to believe Michael would take his own life, and Debbie had been planning to exploit that fact long before Adam died.
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