Their tongues churned wetly and loudly. The woman bowed her head, closed her eyes and tensed while Magda pressed two fingertips hard onto her cunt – then with a deep purr she began to spray her, first in gushes and then in a long stream. XXX She took it and rose to her feet. She had never thought how it would be to watch others die, waiting in terror and anticipation. “The Pallid Mask!” cried Leon’s woman as she plunged the knife down into her own guts. At last he released her from his embrace and spoke to the others. Then she, too, pissed copiously over Magda’s upturned face and hair and over her finely sculpted shoulders – when the stream died she repeated “The Pallid Mask” and her life blood poured after it; she slumped forward, ripped from crotch to sternum
