Kendra coughed and choked as the scythe was  pulled from her mouth. Its juices running down her chin. She spat a few  times trying to get as much of the foul tasting juices out of her mouth as she could. Her stomach churned, If she had anything to eat lately she might have gotten sick. She watched as the scythe is pressed between her two breast  and starts to rhythmically move it. Is it titty fucking her with that thing? She thinks for a moment she might have completely lost her mind. She moves a hand to try and catch and stop the foul thing on her chest.<br/>" get that fucking thing off me." She growled.