“But ‘dick’ isn’t the right name. Attached to such a pretty woman, that’s not a dick, and definitely not a cock. It needs another name.” I thought for a second, then said, “I know – Ricky!” She laughed and said, “I like it. Ricky it is.” Then we enjoyed a very romantic kiss. By now hiddencam she was hooked. It was like an addiction. Sally could not orgasm without a maximum thrill, and nothing could top the threat of her own inevitable death. She craved the feeling. Her next episode with Deathmaster was as spooky as the others. It occurred at an abandoned industrial complex far from anywhere. The buildings opened into tall structural steel frames that rose hundreds of feet into the air. She was forced to climb, naked, up rusted steel ladders and follow narrow walkways until she reached the appointed place of her "event." There Sally was introduced to a strange man who looked tormented. Deathmaster explained that this man, like Sally, wanted the thrill of his looming death to extend bed the pleasure of his climax. He was a hunk of a man, and his large penis, now semi-erect, excited her just to look at. "You will both climb this steel ladder until you reach the iron landing about forty feet above desi us," Deathmaster said. There I want you to simply fuck. There is danger because it is a very small platform, just large enough to support your bodies. And it is a long climb up there and back, so there is a chance that either one of you, or possibly both of you will fall to your death. "Here is the catch. Once in position, the lights will go off and you will fuck in the dark. And it is very dark in here. I have a sharpshooter stationed in the shadows above the platform. He has a night vision scope on his rifle. He is instructed to shoot and kill one of you the moment you are having orgasm. We have sensitive microphones and visuals turned on so we will know. Both of you will climb up, but only one of you will be coming back. And that person must climb down in the bedroom dark. The odds are less than 50/50. And you have no choice. If you try to walk away now, you will both be shot dead right now." Sally's heart was pounding as she looked at the naked man. He looked back into her eyes. They both knew they had to do this thing. She was at a point where she expected to die. She had to have the orgasmic Asia thrill once again, even if it was her last. He seemed as committed homemade as she was. “After that, you can desi have your way with me.” “That's so hot! He repeated this over and over slowly building up a hiddencam rhythm that clearly drove Liz wild and opened up new and unbelievably exciting feelings inside her. At bedroom a stoplight a car Asia full of college boys bed pointed and laughed at the couple. I ripped my fingers out of Jordan's cunt as Amelia came closer and closer to my pussy until she was nuzzling into my wet bush. You can’t tell anyone, and you can’t remember it, either—ever. “No kidding,” Ashley chuckled. You can," she yelled. This time, she squirmed, then homemade I noticed her pussy through her very short shorts (she has no panties as well). Tina walked over to the door. She wasn't Aurora.