from the beginning, her pull was full of thrill. the attraction of mystery and shadows. her haunting tune drew me to her like the wail of a siren. clandestine meetings on the lonely bench beneath the yellow candle lamp. the cobblestones echoed with unseen horse-trots and chariot chimes.
whispers emanate from the corners of my mind as she smiles behind the half shadows. her face is chalk-white pale; haunting. her tog of flawless red and flowing curves. hypnotic. her walk awakening electric attractions.
in perfect shadow her eyes aglow and teeth pearl white as she smiles, a purring cat playing with her doomed mouse; the chase her pheromonic ritual. my arousal her hunger, and my pulse the aroma of passion.
"hush, little man," she sings in my head, her lips on my neck.
and the love bite, a suckle and the goosebumps. my arm grows cold as she sucks my love dry. my neck tickles with tingles and she is ice-cold. fuzzy vision in a deathly embrace and the world is snatched from me. I sink into passionate oblivion, to the hell of bloody sin.
whispers emanate from the corners of my mind as she smiles behind the half shadows. her face is chalk-white pale; haunting. her tog of flawless red and flowing curves. hypnotic. her walk awakening electric attractions.
in perfect shadow her eyes aglow and teeth pearl white as she smiles, a purring cat playing with her doomed mouse; the chase her pheromonic ritual. my arousal her hunger, and my pulse the aroma of passion.
"hush, little man," she sings in my head, her lips on my neck.
and the love bite, a suckle and the goosebumps. my arm grows cold as she sucks my love dry. my neck tickles with tingles and she is ice-cold. fuzzy vision in a deathly embrace and the world is snatched from me. I sink into passionate oblivion, to the hell of bloody sin.
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