It was too late, Devon had not realized what he had seen. Now Devon must retreat back to alcoholism again. Depressed and now drunk Devon decided to walk on the train tracks, contemplating life. He swayed back and forth in a drunken stupor whilst leaning off the edge of the bridge. Looking down, he chuckled miserably drowning out his pain with each gulp. Teasing himself whether he'd actually jump off or not. Then Sean came up behind Devon. Sean shoved Devon off the bridge. Devon screamed in agony as he fell into the pitch-black void. The fall had shattered nearly all of his bones. Only his head remained intact. "Goodbye" Sean said, then jumped in to the depths of the River himself. A solitary tear rolled down the cheek of the now severed head of Devon. Tyshawn is on his usual daily run when he notices a puddle of blood and a body. Tyshawn heads towards it revealing the face of Devon. Tyshawn felt anxiety in his chest and sweat drip from his brow. He bit his lips in nervousness. "Oh you poor Devon darling, im sorry i cant resist" Tyshawn releases his massive 20 inch cock. He positions himself over the mouth. He falls into a trance like state and thrusts harder and harder into the mouth. He thrusts so hard he drains the body of all his blood. He climaxes. Loud moans could be heard all throughout city of Japan...
