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My Little Succubus
My little succubus...i love her madly
love watching her as she writhes
stranded on the altar of Dark Love
blinfolded, arms and legs outstreched
i breathe on the length of her body
and inhale her intoxicating scent
observe the cradle of her sacred femininity
as it seethes luscious nectar
then i feed, greedily
my tongue dances with her clitoris
as my fingertips ignite her swollen nipples
she hisses as i whisper in her ear, tenderly biting the lobe
pre-cum drips as i savour the taste of her flesh
i rub my pulsating manhood all over her
our minds go numb
as flesh is set aflame
i invade her mouth
and she bites, hard
as i twitch her nipples
and lean for a 69
enough foreplay
i clench her ankles and lift her legs high
knees on my shoulders
sink as deep in her as possible
faster now
the world fades
the pain in our souls
is transmuted in holy ecstasy
i marvel at her naked body
as she stands by the window,
bathed in pure moonlight
glistening eyes, with a faint touch of sadness
a grey hell awaits her every day
but during lunch break she'll sneak away,
caress the marks on her body and smile
for blessed night comes again soon.
love watching her as she writhes
stranded on the altar of Dark Love
blinfolded, arms and legs outstreched
i breathe on the length of her body
and inhale her intoxicating scent
observe the cradle of her sacred femininity
as it seethes luscious nectar
then i feed, greedily
my tongue dances with her clitoris
as my fingertips ignite her swollen nipples
she hisses as i whisper in her ear, tenderly biting the lobe
pre-cum drips as i savour the taste of her flesh
i rub my pulsating manhood all over her
our minds go numb
as flesh is set aflame
i invade her mouth
and she bites, hard
as i twitch her nipples
and lean for a 69
enough foreplay
i clench her ankles and lift her legs high
knees on my shoulders
sink as deep in her as possible
faster now
the world fades
the pain in our souls
is transmuted in holy ecstasy
i marvel at her naked body
as she stands by the window,
bathed in pure moonlight
glistening eyes, with a faint touch of sadness
a grey hell awaits her every day
but during lunch break she'll sneak away,
caress the marks on her body and smile
for blessed night comes again soon.
Published 7th Sep 2017
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11th Sep 2017 11:39pm
Î allways want to How more about succubus anu if isn'te real, it is a very hot fantasy.
12th Sep 2017 5:49am
Thank you :)
I have no idea if Succubi are real..but there are some people out there who really carry such an essence ;)
I have no idea if Succubi are real..but there are some people out there who really carry such an essence ;)
Anonymous
8th Jan 2018 5:52am
too sexy, imaginable, breathtaking, and full of need.
love it ..
love it ..
8th Jan 2018 6:27am
Need is a wonderful thing...when fulfilled. It drives people wonderfully, to do wonderful things. You know, you understand. Thank you for liking it :)
Anonymous
16th Jan 2018 8:08am
Fulfilling . An intrepidity design!
Respectively
Beth
Respectively
Beth
16th Jan 2018 9:48am
Fulfillment...what we all seek in the end. Thank you so much for liking it :)
