JIZsaw

I walked into the abandoned building, tanking in the sights around me. The musky sent of smoke and mould. I thought about tho I'm about to work for. Jigsaw. John kreamer himself. Only last week was I cracking open a cold one with the lads and eating sand.
After around a minute of walking I saw the puppet. That sexy ass puppet. I have such a thing for men in creepy costumes. I walked up to him and touched the puppets face, admiring the craftsmanship. Then out of the shadows, JOHN KRAMER. That sexy sexy psychopath. "Hey there
Y/n, what brings you to my sex dungeon?" He said in his deep sexy voice. I dance seductively to mango groove (South Africans finest). "Sorry, but mango groove stays on during sex" he shrugged and ripped off my shirt, nibbleing my nipples. Mango grove was playing loudly as I moaned in times with the song. "God you're almost as sexy as Murdoc Nickles" he moaned at the sight of my black langure, soaked from my wet pussy. He sat me on the puppet as he ravaged me over and over again. I moaned like a whore to his mango groove. He cummed inside me when the beat dropped in mango groove. Then he pulled out, leaving me dripping with his cum while he walked away sexily to mango groove. "That man needs to control his nibbleing habit".