That Tuesday morning Jane woke up at six in the morning, her favorite way of them all, with Sara between her legs. Oh how she loved the way Sara flicked her tongue over her clit, with such feather light strokes around and round in lovely circles. She began to moan in ecstasy.
Slowly she slipped her fingers into her wet pussy. Caressing her breast and lightly pinching her nipples Sara sucked Jane’s waking clit into her mouth, holding it between her lips. Jane reached down and slowly slipped her finger deep inside herself. Jane slid her finger out and began to pulling Sara up towards her mouth so that Sara was sitting on her face. She began to thrust her tongue into Sara’s dripping wet twat.
Sara started to grind her hips down smothering Jane with her juices. Sara began to moan like a banshee, which drove Jane mad causing her to reach her nightstand drawer retrieving her favorite toy and slowly pushed it into her own dripping wet pussy she began to loose total control…
...but Jane's favourite toy had been replaced by Sara earlier in the day with a surgical knife.
Sara pulled back and watched with eager need as Jane thrust her hips up to meet the tool. In a spray of blood and discharged urine Jane in her orgasmic throws performs upon her person a full pharonic circumcision.
Sara looks down on the bleeding wreck without pity.