I run into Kiera in a library as she is researching her role in the new Boston Strangler movie. Now, I am nothing if not willing to help people, so I offer my services. Well, offer is a loose term. Posing as a maintenance worker at her hotel, I barge into her room and pounce on top of her. I quickly wrap a nylon stocking around her neck, laughing as she fights. I';; let her breathe, of course, but not until she tires herself out, making it easy to get between those perfect legs. I'll let her catch her breath for a while as I force myself into her but pull tightly again on the soft nylon around her throat. I relish her thrashing in terror under me, her pussy pulsing in her spastic struggle. She might not be playing a victim in the movie, but she'll know what it is like as I keep her breath tightly cut off until she goes limp. I'll let her come to just as I unload deep in her pussy. The British starlet will ultimately be found by housekeeping, alive but tied at the wrist, knee and ankle with black stockings as another one holds in a gag.
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