Snap My Choker

Katy coughed, giggling, as Mark pulled out of her throat, leaving a huge cumload inside. Squirming on her back, she touched her unsnapped choker.

“You lose, now you’ve gotta. . .”

“I’m not done. Open wide.”

Mark’s dick might not have been enough to snap Katy’s choker, but the butcher knife he thrust past her obediently-opened lips certainly was. It punched out of her throat in a spray of crimson, slicing the choker cleanly, and Katy had agonizing minutes to regret her victory as she gurgled her life away, flopping in a pool of cum and blood.