befooled Don Juan

wishing himself a psychoactive portion of carnal enjoyment;
he got out of his little black car
& stepped steadily toward the white door of her flat
feeling proud, confident ,and almost cock-a-hoop
he rang the bell in the zeal of an inflatedly expectant eager-beaver
& before he thinks about what to say,
she opened
..... ......
10 min later and they were both abed
(i feel your mister sensor needing the choice delight of my sole)
said she
(how is that?)he feigned he did not gain the uptake of her hint.
she tergiversated him immediately & drew her right foot smoothly
from her black shoe and let it sneak softly to within between his pelvis and his pants, pressed her sole so insidiously against the  
only erect hot dog piece of his flesh.
(how does it feel ?) asked she
he was completely struck pink by the sudden wave of trance that befell his upright dick
(wow, what is this sole made of ?)he said impressedly
(the white heat of perilous witches)she pretended as if she was
joking , and chuckled shortly
5 min later
he began to feel as if sth precious is being taken from his heart
it was the all zing of his blue soul being hypnotized off his flesh by the supersmart probing of her right sole
she was so horny for his manly energy
he began to feel fatigue
head spinning, birds of delirium all twitter now around his noddle
10 min later
he was just a corpse lying still at her luscious feet
he was not to know
that
she is
........
....
psychic