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Succubus
I needed to devour you.
Aroused by the sickeningly sweet crack of your neck,
I revel in the events of our past,
Dirty dancing in the discotheque.
I wanted to fuck you,
To drive you wild with lust.
To taste your blood as I rode you,
Before I left you to rust.
The neighbors knew my name,
You moaned it like a prayer,
I put tape over your mouth,
And tied your hands to the chair.
A deer in headlights you were,
A slave to your pleasure.
I chuckle darkly while I think to myself,
“This just gets better and better.”
You writhe in your seat,
Trying to soothe your erection,
I straddle you and ask,
“Do you need some attention?”
You whimper a reply and desperately nod,
I kiss your stomach softly while rubbing your rod.
Your hips buck hard,
it looks a little funny,
Even dripping in sweat,
Your skin is so yummy.
You can’t control it anymore,
And erupt in my mouth,
Thick and kinda sweet
But you’re about to blackout.
I am torn from my memories by your soul’s muffled screams,
Applying the last layer of soil, I whisper
“Goodnight my pet, sweet dreams”
Aroused by the sickeningly sweet crack of your neck,
I revel in the events of our past,
Dirty dancing in the discotheque.
I wanted to fuck you,
To drive you wild with lust.
To taste your blood as I rode you,
Before I left you to rust.
The neighbors knew my name,
You moaned it like a prayer,
I put tape over your mouth,
And tied your hands to the chair.
A deer in headlights you were,
A slave to your pleasure.
I chuckle darkly while I think to myself,
“This just gets better and better.”
You writhe in your seat,
Trying to soothe your erection,
I straddle you and ask,
“Do you need some attention?”
You whimper a reply and desperately nod,
I kiss your stomach softly while rubbing your rod.
Your hips buck hard,
it looks a little funny,
Even dripping in sweat,
Your skin is so yummy.
You can’t control it anymore,
And erupt in my mouth,
Thick and kinda sweet
But you’re about to blackout.
I am torn from my memories by your soul’s muffled screams,
Applying the last layer of soil, I whisper
“Goodnight my pet, sweet dreams”
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