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Just one night with my demoness
written by Genocide Reaper02:23 PM 11/12/04| My hands slide up and down her body, fingers pressed to each nipple, sampleing every curve, sending sensations through out her livly, heated being. Every inch of her is mine for the takeing. She has prayed for the forsaken, and awakend a wicked nature unrelenting. Hell bent desires burning like napalm fueled fires. My hand glide down her body, to her thighs, within I slip my finger tips, giving her pleasure, causeing her to bite her lips, as I slip finger tips around her twats lips. Deep enough to get my fingers soaked in slick, needed juices of my demoness of greatness. Thumb and index pinched to her clit as I feel Her body leans against mine, I feel her ass pushed to my rod, her head turns, mouth parted, heated saliva soaked tongues meet in a wet dance of burning desires, the flames grow higher and higher. My rod circleing her tight virgin cavity, the one she kept away just for this day. The pain sets in, as the entrance begins. Eyes closeing, heated breathes, and moans escape her throat, her desire deepens as she presses closer, sending me further into what I now dub bliss. Something they can never have, something that was mine before she knew my name. My beautiful Queen. Tempeture riseing, flames reach the sky, my fingers explore her vaginal oriface, twirling in circles, just as life. My rod sent half way, easeing my way in as my mind flys out of the window, I'm loseing my self control.. Not much more of this can keep me contained, the demon within bleeding through my skin. My teeth sink into her bottom lip, drawing blood which I suck, useing my free hand to wrap around her, and force her back into my thrust, as I violate her once virgin area, offically claiming her entire existance as my own. Withdrawing my hand for the moment, to suck and lick my fingers clean, as they dive right back in again, pressing against the roof of her rageing firey hot, wet as a river soaked twat. Pushing deeper and deeper as I retract my hips just to force my way back in, as she clenches my rod as if she is trying to keep me out, but the force and need is too much for her to repress. I need this, give this too me. I love this. My self control is gone, so good, I feel as though Iv sold my soul for this! To push myself, to be driven by my own God like rageing hunger to fuck you longer, harder, deeper, Forever isn't enough! I want three eternitys of this! You! Tempted me! Now you!!! are getting me!!! I hope your very fucking happy with me! Numb no more! I'm filled with pleasure all the way to my soul and its core! Empty no more! filled with me and my freely given pleasure deep inside all the way to your very core! I feel, my mind slipping away! One more time I dig deeper still. One more drop of blood you spill, one more lick over the spilt fluid! Digging my unstable urges deeper within you, forgeting that I know you, all I know is I love this with you. I can't bare to hold back anymore, my rageing thrust are becomeing more than enough to pour all of this built deep within you! Keeping my fingers deep within your twat too continue to feel the pouring of your fluids, the proof of your need, dripping off of my hands, down my wrist, to the floor, I will lick my fingers forever more. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by ForgottenChild67 (11-12-2004 - 02:54 PM)
| *is speechless* wow!!! 10 stars for that one |
by dacode05 (11-12-2004 - 05:59 PM)
| I lick across my lips as I can taste your demon seed across my mouth as i sip my warm morning tea. Thank you, my lord, for easing me into the first peaceful sleep that came to me last night. mmmmm, and what a pleasure to wake up to you and your violent beauty. (I love it.) |
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