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charlie, an angel in calvins eyes. the way he would smile, the way he... slurped down his coffe... and the way that blood poured from his neck, cal gabriel sat from afar, his gun to his side. he slowly pulled his gun up and aimmed, firing. he saw charlie's body jerk, giving him a hard on. he groaned as everyone screamed, he couldn't take it anymore.
suddeny, he ran through the crowd, forcing himself onto the stage and unbuttoning his pants. he could hear everyone's footsteps grow further away as he poured his pants down into a bundle on the ground. he lined himself up with the gunshot wound on the jerking body and slowly rubbed his length against charlies blood pouring body. "fuck, your skin is soft as a sheep." calvin moaned out, slowly pushing his length into the soon to be corpse. calvin shoved the head of his dick into the wound, he grunted with pleasure as the blood of charlie poured all over his head. "fuck.. shit, charlie. im.. ugh.." he couldn't even dpeak, but nonetheless - without hesitation, he grunted and shoved his entire length into his wound. "fuck!!" he mosned, thrusting at a medium pace. the body had already been dead for a few minutes now, which would've taken a few hours without calvin speeding up the process. calvin started to thrust faster and faster, panting. "fuck ... become my toilet!!" he yelped as his yellow hot liquid mixed with some cum poured out into charlies dead blood. calvin pulled out, looking away at the crowd who stared at him in disbelief.