I watch out of the corner of my eye as you take the beer I offered, slug back the poison I laced it with, watch you cough a little, watching the sweat bead on your face, more slugs then hard deep from the bottom of your stomach coughing, veins bulging in your neck and on your temples as you try to get up, get away, grabbing your throat and trying to ask "why".
I make no motion, say nothing, I just watch your body wretch as the poison takes a firm grip on your systems, scrambles your brain, weakens your legs and kills your sense of equilibrium. Down down down you go into a heap on the floor then rolling over onto your side and wrenching your guts out on the carpet. That's OK the carpet can be cleaned.
I'm more interested in cleaning YOU up in the shower, washing your chest and feeling your pert nipples, washing strong back and hot ass, washing your belly and feeling the hair, the softness of the skin, the firmness of your abs, fingering your belly button and brushing my hand up and down your happy trail, then playing with your stiff, thick cock and big low hanging balls as I soap you clean and dry you off.
Now dragged up here on your bed, your ass once locked tight against the world, is now mine to finger, to tongue and to BONE as much and as often as I wish, your back all soft to touch but hard and muscled and your ass cheeks are hot items to play with as I pump my seed up where the sun has never shone while I stroke and punch and squeeze your DEAD MEAT.
