You met a beautiful woman at your hotel bar, the morning before your big case with one of your biggest clients. It's a massive class action suit that will give you a massive payout. This woman flirts with you, has a few drinks, and soon ends up in your room. But when she pulls out a weapon and your head begins to swim, you know that something has gone terribly wrong. She explains that her firm was hired to end your life and when she found out who the target was, she decided to handle it personally. She's not going to shoot you.. no. She's investigated your life insurance policy and found that if made to look like a "chemical induced accident" then your wife will get a sizeable sum. So she's given you 10x the dosage of a fatal concoction. Now your cock is growing harder and harder, body becoming more numb. Life insurance to your wife. Make it look like an accident. Body heats, blood rushing to your cock, away from your heart.. it'll look like an accident. "The one thing I despise most is men who prize money over morality."