I hoarsely grunt as I tighten my trembling digits around two clumps of Dani's sweat-matted locks, her eyes glossy and pooling with tears as I lift her off her knees with a throaty exhale. My mouth hangs agape as I drink in her scent, her trembles, a carnal shiver running up my spine as a dribble of slobber slings from her bottom lip, her features vacant as she drunkenly hits her feet and wobbles to her heels. I pull Dani's naked chest into mine as I scoop her up in a partial Bearhug, not indenting to inflict any damage, but instead simply to prop her upright long enough to slide over her hip and twist her mangled frame into position for an Abdominal Stretch. My heavy, teardropping tits swell and overflow against her slender ribs as I drape my upper half over her coiled abdomen, straddling her trapped left thigh to hold her in place as I envelop her jaw with both hands. Exhausted, spent, sulking, pouring with a river of sweat, I'm no more than a handful of seconds ahead of her in the energy department, my strength continually sapped by the vacuum seemingly around us, draining our lifeforces. With a sudden, sharp JOLT I twist my arms, viciously slinging her skull half-way around, a sickening series of gurgles and buckles erupting from her neck as her spine snaps. Her corpse stiffens and twitches momentarily before going limp in my arms, only hung up in my grip for a split second before I let her collapse in a heap on her belly.
