She’s puts on a sheer black shirt with pink cherry blossoms falling to the left along side the words “Depeche Mode”. Marc crams his bloody dick into Angela’s mouth and starts fucking it like it was a bloody pussy with teeth, this idea excites Marc. Xxnx “Awake?” Marc asks. Joy Division is blasting over the speaker system when she walks into the arena-pit that is the dance floor, she can’t remember the name of this song but she likes it. He wants her blood. She cries out. Marc relishes the choking and gagging noises Angela is making; he drinks it up. Marc sits on his knees and takes his cock in his hand, after spitting on it he starts pressing it against Angela ass, moving like he’s going to slide it in slowly and gently.
